Lan opened his mouth, trying to argue.
He wanted to say that he had not been insulting him. He had only meant it literally.
You and Hua are different.
In these five thousand years, no one could have done better than you.
Even in the final moment of your life, you made the most rational decision for the Xianzhou and for humanity.
Lan could not gauge Xianyu's current mental state. Considering how easily the man could derail someone's train of thought with that mouth of his, he decided to remain silent.
Xianyu had long since grown used to Lan's silence. Whenever the man and the Aeon got together, he did most of the talking.
Still, he could not help sighing. "Unbelievable. At least say a little more. Is it really that hard to respond to me?"
Lan hesitated.
Could it possibly be that you really are the problem?
Wouldn't anyone else fall silent too, after hearing you say you wanted to kill an Aeon?
Lan still did not argue.
Because Lan knew he could not outtalk Xianyu.
Xianyu had his own rigorous, irrefutable system of logic. His mind worked differently from other people's, and few could follow his train of thought, let alone escape it.
Xianyu stroked Chi Yu, who was frantically inhaling cat food on the stone table, and began imagining how he would get along with Hua.
He had already learned from the Company Shareholder's experience and mistakes.
Thus, Xianyu would not spoil Hua. He certainly would not arrange dozens of bodyguards for her-at most, a dozen or so.
Self-awareness mattered. He knew he could not become a competent parent, much less shoulder the weight of another life.
Xianyu knew the predetermined ending he had chosen for himself.
He would not treat Hua as his child. He would