Chen Jianzun and Chen Yanwu exchanged a glance, then stared at Chen Xiaojun as though he were a monster.
Earlier, Chen Xiaojun had displayed combat strength far beyond his Soul Power Level, exceptional battle instincts, and extraordinary comprehension, having grasped the Spiral Sword God Pearls and Void Star-Shattering.
But combat strength was combat strength, and comprehension was comprehension. This kind of analytical ability was something else entirely; it had nothing to do with either.
"I never imagined you could think like this, Little Six. But you overlooked one thing!" Chen Jianzun said, a trace of surprise and regret in his voice.
"What did I overlook?" Chen Xiaojun asked in confusion, his brow tightly furrowed as he pondered the meaning of Chen Jianzun's words.
Chen Yanwu walked over to Chen Xiaojun, her gaze gentle and frank. "You're meticulous, alert and adaptable, calm and rational. Those are your strengths, but they're also your weaknesses. Your strategy was to turn the circumstances to your advantage, bypass the Wolf Bandits' spearhead along the road around the village, then gather everyone together. You planned before acting. If you were traveling out in the world, that would absolutely be the right choice."
"But this is Chenlin Village. We belong to the Chen Clan's main line; we're the village's backbone. The greater the danger, the more we must display our strength before everyone. Only then can we live up to the villagers' trust and hopes." Her voice was filled with expectations and hope for Chen Xiaojun.
A thunderclap seemed to boom inside Chen Xiaojun's head as images of the village's earlier devastation flashed through his mind. In those images, he saw the helpless eyes on the villagers' cold corpses, their bodies covered in wounds.
In that instant, every trace of doubt and hesitation vanished from Chen Xiaojun's