The so-called experience is built with blood, tears, and white bones. Ah Jiu thought that he would rather not have such experience.
But as a king, he knew it was impossible. Just like war, to win, sacrifice is inevitable. And often, experience is accumulated through the sacrifices of one's predecessors time and again.
"Experience is accumulated with blood and tears, that's true. But if you find it cruel, you can only seek a secluded land to hide your name and escape this chaotic world, rather than residing in the cannibalistic Imperial Family," mocked Yan Er.
Ah Jiu looked at him.
"A qualified king's least need is softness and indecisiveness, self-reproach, and regret," Yan Er said, looking at him. "Those who achieve great things overlook small matters. It's just a disaster, and it has knocked your will down? Ah Jiu, you must remember, you are the dragon's son and phoenix's grandson. Such softness is not bad, but it will kill you."
