As a human?
Hearing those words come from Qin Yi, Tūnyáng inexplicably wanted to laugh, his tone laced with disdain:
Do you truly think you can still be considered human?
After grinding the ink, Qin Yi picked up the brush and dipped it, but did not immediately write. Instead, he softly asked within his mind:
Are you saying this because you want to debate the definition of humanity with me?
No.
Tūnyáng's voice carried an unprecedented gravity, so solemn it was as though he were preaching:
I merely wish to say that for beings such as you and I, differences in physiological structure between species hold no practical meaning. Among all living things, there are always lowly, worthless mediocrities. Talent and capability are the boundaries that determine the division of species.
You chose that human called Zou Qing and those lowly things around him as subjects for your Proliferation Seal experiments, yet did not choose Su Jingsi. Was that not because of the distinction in ability?
Zou Qing is a useless mediocrity, while Su Jingsi possesses a certain measure of ability. But I can tell you this: after a few more years pass, when you look back, Su Jingsi and Zou Qing will hold no difference whatsoever to you.
After listening, Qin Yi replied noncommittally:
You've gone off topic.
No.
Tūnyáng gave a soft laugh, carrying a hint of amusement:
I mean that I do not care about race. My hostility toward Northern Phoenix does not stem from racial prejudice; it is merely because I once had conflicts with them on a personal level. If you wish to know more specifically, I can tell you.
*That elder sister of yours called Ruan Su—the authority of the Immortal Phoenix she inherited was usurped from an old friend of mine. Is that