The merchant merely smiled, then put on a terrified look, hastily waving his hands and retreating several steps.
"You two must be joking. How could I possibly harm the tribe? I want the tribe to grow strong more than anyone, even more than you two do.
"After all, that was something we once lost. Compared to you, we feel the pain even more keenly."
Wan Lan merely twitched the corner of her mouth and raised a finger, sending him flying into the air.
"Who's arguing about that with you?"
She lifted her chin and looked toward Wujia and the others.
"Do you know why the tribes outside dare to tell the truth now?"
Wujia was the first to raise his hand. "I know! Because we've grown stronger!"
Wan Lan smiled in gratification. Her teaching hadn't been wasted after all.
"Yes. Only the strong have the right to know the truth. Anyone who tries to undermine your enthusiasm through words or actions is someone you should be wary of."
Su Wuwei tossed out several balls of fire, throwing them straight onto the merchant.
"Also, they'll pretend to be hopelessly stupid, unteachable idiots to interfere with you, so don't let this kind of thinking that holds you back influence you too much.
"Debate with the wise rather than argue with fools. The former is a clash of intellectual sparks; the latter is meaningless internal friction.
"When you look up at the stars again, you will surely be able to resonate with your ancestors' thoughts once more through the language of the stars."
Everyone keenly sensed something. They hesitated as they stepped forward, asking quietly, at a loss for what to do.
"Commissioner Su, you... you aren't leaving, are you?"
Su Wuwei answered patiently, "Every gathering must eventually end. If we stay any