Zhang Yan's gaze flickered slightly; perhaps others did not understand, but his heart was crystal clear.
The actions of the master-disciple lineage perfectly aligned with his prior deductions.
If this truly was the case, then his next move would be crucial, leaving no room for error. Should he succeed, he could ascend to the heavens in a single step!
Still, he understood that this move would require a measure of luck as well.
Yet in life, things rarely happen as perfectly as one wishes. One must exert every effort to strive; success or failure can be set aside for now. Hesitation and overthinking would only lead to inaction.
He took a deep breath, his eyes reflecting a firm resolve.
After Qi Yuntian finished his reminders, he waved his hand to dismiss the gathered disciples, leaving only Fan Changqing by his side.
The disciples all left with reluctance written on their faces. Ning Chongxuan approached Zhang Yan for a brief greeting before lifting the curtain and stepping out.
