"You're asking me how to save you? Hell if I know!" Wan Lan shouted furiously.
Once her temper flared, even the stubborn Lou Guanshan couldn't hold her back.
"Get out of my way. These people deserve a tongue-lashing. Ordinary people can't lead exciting lives? Ordinary people don't matter? You have to become an Awakened for your life to mean anything? To be cool?!
Then what about the people who build space stations, who send weapons to the front lines, who keep the Present World running? The weapons they develop, the grain they harvest-all the undeniable greatness of ordinary people. Are you fuckers too blind to see it?!"
Wan Lan shoved away the person trying to restrain her and walked up to the Lords in the silence.
She clicked her tongue in utter displeasure.
"You think being an Awakened is cool? Exciting?"
Wan Lan pointed at the Lords. "Look at what they are! Three Lords and a Void Cultist. They could probably crush me to death with one finger!
I think I'm enough of a genius, right? The people behind me are gifted enough, right? One-in-a-hundred-million geniuses. Do we look like we're having fun?!
I'm frustrated as hell, all right? This damned theatre, these damned Lords-can a third-tier like me fight them? No! I might die the very next second, but I'll never be stupid enough to become a blade in the enemy's hand!"
To think that becoming an Awakened meant you could command the wind and rain and do anything-what kind of idiot would think that?
The three Lords below the stage raised their eyebrows slightly and applauded.
The Tsunami Lord looked appreciatively at the young people onstage. "The brilliant souls of the Present World deserve applause."
The Rift Lord nodded. "The difference between those with resolve and those without