"If we really do as you say, wouldn't we all become your pawns? Do you really want us to become your pawns?"
The woman's words made Fang Yu pause. Then, with interest, he looked her over again, seemingly surprised that she would say such a thing. He smiled, patted her shoulder, and continued.
"I've already made myself very clear. If you want to live, if you want to save the world, then either follow your original plan and properly cultivate my younger brother. As long as you raise him into someone capable, your world will naturally have a chance of being saved. If you fail to raise him properly, then stop spouting all this nonsense. There are only two people who can save this world. The first is me, standing before you. The second is the younger brother you originally chose. As long as you cultivate him well, your world will have a chance, it will have a future, and it might be fortunate enough to be saved. But whether it can truly be saved depends on how capable my brother is. If he's useless, then pretend I never said anything. But if he has what it takes, then everyone will be happy. Teacher, don't you think that makes sense? It all depends on whether my brother has that ability. I also hope he can grow up as soon as possible. That would be a good thing for himself, for this world, and even for the entire universe. After all, he was the one you chose."
"That way, the pressure on me would be much lighter, and you wouldn't have to keep pestering me. Honestly, your pestering over these years—no, these days—has really given me a headache. It's been unbearably annoying. I don't even know what to say about you