What he was responsible for now was strengthening Xi Zhao's physique whenever he needed it, allowing him to bring out the Snow Mastiff Armor's abilities as much as possible, until Xi Zhao could summon the Snow Mastiff Armor on his own without his help.
But that would take time. After all, Xi Zhao was only six years old. Even if he had considerable talent for cultivation, it was unrealistic to raise his physique to that level so quickly.
If this had not been Xi Zhao's own wish, and if the armor could not Plunder part of the Mutated Beast's energy after killing it to strengthen its host's physique, they certainly would not have agreed.
"That would be too late."
Xi Zhao still had that godlike figure in his mind. He had said that the future would be far from peaceful, and that one needed great strength to protect one's loved ones.
So Xi Zhao wanted to become stronger as quickly as possible.
"Don't forget, you're just a six-year-old brat. Kids should enjoy their childhood properly."
"Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. There's no way we'd let a six-year-old child stand in front of us!"
"This little brat sure is mature for his age."
Hearing Xi Zhao's words, the man beside him thoughtfully rubbed Xi Zhao's head, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.
This era was simply too cruel for them.
Once the future settled down and humanity completely suppressed the Mutated Beasts, that era of Reiki Revival would be beautiful. But this era was the most tragic one, because countless people would be sacrificed.
Just like Huaxia in those days, it was only through the brave struggle of countless martyrs that later generations could enjoy a good life.
And now, it was their