Zhou Yan pondered for a moment, then suddenly interrupted his calculations, with his mind instantly becoming void of thoughts, thinking of nothing.
In his heart, a state of clarity, a state of cold stillness.
Failure has its benefits, which is to truly understand oneself and one's situation.
Success also has its challenges, which is the ease of losing oneself and being unable to see the road ahead.
So, at this moment, even if his heart were like an abyss, Zhou Yan had already come to terms, as if everything had been completely put to rest.
He lifted his head, looking calmly at Gles and Yamina, his gaze extraordinarily serene.
"Facing your wisdom, I must admit, I am utterly defeated, without a shred of resistance.
I originally meant to muster my last bit of strength to avenge Mo Yuyao and forcefully kill Gles, but I fear this wish cannot be fulfilled either."
