Gao Wenyuan's words had a tremendous impact on Shen Qian, who was stunned and stood there for a moment.
He thought of Youling, who died because of him in ancient times, and he also thought of his mother, who had just suffered in his place...
"I see, I see..."
Shen Qian's feelings became incredibly complicated.
He had always thought his mother's serious illness was just an accident, but the root cause was actually on his head. It was the "murder" of time that Wang Xiaojuan ultimately bore the consequences for him.
In ancient times, he did not fall into the vortex of the struggle between the myriad races inexplicably. In fact, if he had not met Gao Zhe and had the Time River Conch as his trump card, even with the help of the system, he would probably have died at the hands of Wulan, the number one genius of the Witch Clan.
"I understand, teacher."
He bowed deeply before sinking.
"Go ahead, don't feel too much pressure. There is never anything in this world that is guaranteed to be completed. Many things that predecessors failed to accomplish should not be placed on your shoulders."
Gao Wenyuan smiled gently and said softly, "Just do your best."
Shen Qian felt a sudden pang of sadness. When he looked up again, Gao Wenyuan was gone, leaving only the still-warm teapot, which was still steaming slightly...
...
Seaside, cliffs.
A young man dressed in simple clothes sat cross-legged, quietly admiring the calm sea view before him.
At one point, the young man suddenly lowered his head and looked at the chessboard in front of him.
After a barely audible "click," a clear crack appeared on the chessboard, all the pieces became tilted, and the white pieces that were originally trapped also showed a tendency to break free.
"A true dragon has infiltrated this small chessboard, so naturally it can't hold it all... Wen Yuan, Wen Yuan, are you also going to let down this king's painstaking efforts?"
The young man in plain clothes muttered to himself, casually scattering the black pieces on the board. "What a pity, such a good piece that I painstakingly built up."
The young man in plain clothes showed no sign of annoyance. He simply tossed the broken chessboard aside and reached out to take out a brand new one.
As the young man in plain clothes placed his piece again, a figure suddenly appeared from the air beside him.
His face was slightly blank, but he looked at King Zhouyi with respect.
"I've been reluctant to use you, but now, the time has come."
King Zhouyi gazed at the figure and smiled slightly, as if admiring a rare masterpiece.
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