Elder Master Xun spoke with deep sincerity.
Mo Hua's expression was solemn as he nodded.
The old ancestor truly was worthy of his title; his insight ran remarkably deep.
This also served as a wake-up call for him.
His own Spiritual Power was low, making him fear being worn down by others.
He possessed many trump cards, but was afraid of being specifically targeted.
If one day he truly had to stand under the gazes of ten thousand people, he would have to find a way to resolve all these flaws.
His trump cards, too, would need to be arranged wisely.
Don't use them lightly, but once they are revealed, it must be decisive—settling the outcome in one move.
Ideally, it should be done without letting others discover any clues.
He hadn't considered these things in detail before.
"Elder, I understand now." Mo Hua nodded.
Elder Master Xun nodded with satisfaction, his voice kindly:
