"I know where my shortcomings lie. No matter how hard I try, I can never become a qualified Ultimate Soldier. The flaws in my martial soul are simply too great.
In terms of classification, I'm a food system Soul Master. Although my martial soul provides decent support for a Soul Engineer, my own combat strength is limited, after all. I'm nowhere near a match for Battle Soul Masters like you.
I've put everything I have into this, but soul tools are all I can rely on. Yet in many situations, soul tools fall far short of martial souls. I work hard enough, but talent isn't something hard work can give you.
Do you remember when we first met? At the academy, I've always presented myself in the plainest, most unassuming way. With my unusual name on top of that, everyone usually calls me Caitou or gives me all sorts of nicknames, like Big Black Guy or Muscle Man.
You alone were different. You were so cold and aloof that I thought you would be difficult to get along with.
And as we studied together afterward, the talent you displayed astonished even our strict teacher. I can understand how he feels. What teacher wouldn't hope to raise a disciple whose blue surpasses the indigo it came from?
Besides, without our teacher, I would have been gone long ago. So, Senior Brother Qingnian...
You don't need to feel burdened at all. I've already told our teacher that I'll do everything I can to support you in becoming our Soul Tool Department's Ultimate Soldier. I'll be your mobile arsenal."
Gu Qingnian stretched lightly and asked with interest, "You know that isn't fair to you, don't you?"
He Caitou's expression grew somber at those words. He spoke again. "Some things just can't be forced...