Lan was puzzled.
"His ambitions lie among the stars, not on the Xianzhou."
Hua raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, he wants to become a Galaxy Ranger."
Xianzhou natives grew up listening to stories of the Reignbow Arbiter.
Aside from the exception that was her father, everyone followed the Aeon, offering their most sincere devotion.
They despised everything connected to the Plagues Author and constantly watched for traitors among them.
Anyone who uncovered a traitor within the Xianzhou would receive a reward from the Xianzhou.
Jing Yuan stood out from the rest.
He had not even reported her father for the reward of five hundred thousand Strale.
Jing Yuan was clever, but far too young.
He was not yet twenty. Having accompanied the Cloud Knights on campaigns for so long, he frequently missed classes and failed his courses, and still had not graduated from the Academy.
The young man revered the Aeon and wanted to follow in his footsteps, venturing into the stars to punish evil and uphold good.
He was too young. When he saw the suffering and injustice inflicted upon other peoples, he would empathize and grieve.
But could he solve it all by himself?
Even with Jing Yuan's exceptional mind and his ability to challenge the rules and reform systems other peoples had followed for centuries or millennia... none of it could be resolved overnight.
Then what about all the other victims waiting for the Galaxy Rangers to save them?
Once Jing Yuan grew older, he would understand that one person's power was limited.
The efforts of an entire race, a planet, or even a whole industry were insignificant before the members of the Starsea Council.
A single sentence could decide whether they lived or died.
Only by succeeding Hua and sitting alongside the rulers of other civilizations could