Upon hearing this, Yang Fan politely smiled, "Boss, thanks for your good intentions. I'll handle it myself."
The boss also smiled, "Actually, I know what you're thinking. I also know my words are useless. Those who come here to find the Clover are mostly like you—don't listen to anyone else, believe they are unique, and that strength alone is enough. Others can't find it, but it doesn't mean you can't. What if you do find it? Maybe you just have that luck... People holding such thoughts are destined to remain in the deserts of Lop Nur forever." The boss said this while smiling, eventually falling silent.
Harsh words are hard to hear, and Yang Fan knew the boss meant well. But for him, he was different from those people. He wasn't after so-called instant riches; he had his own simple and pure goals.
He wouldn't rely on luck, nor arrogantly believe he could find the Clover with certainty.
Relying on luck won't yield good results; arrogance will only get you killed faster.
