The Emperor smiled calmly, "Five hundred years is just the final deadline, not the best time. I just want to tell you, every time you do something you believe you should do, you're preparing for a good opportunity..."
Jiang Dali paused and pondered, "What do you want me to do?"
The Emperor laughed heartily, turned around with a confident smile at Jiang Dali, saying, "It's not about what I want you to do, but what you want to do. Just go ahead and do what you wish to do."
Jiang Dali frowned, suddenly feeling as if the Emperor was covering something up, avoiding something.
The question about why he was reborn in this world had been heard by the other party but not responded to. The other party clearly knew something, otherwise, there wouldn't be a trace of surprise, seeming to understand very well that he would ask this question.
He was about to ask again.
