Charlie felt everything before him was unreal; he dared not reach out, fearing it was a mere illusion, fearing he would be mocked even more.
Wen Xishu didn't expect a great power would choose such a timid child.
But he didn't ridicule him. Charlie's personality wasn't inherent; it developed slowly over countless days and nights.
Wen Xishu thought for a moment:
"There's not much time, Charlie. Anya is waiting for you... She's in pain right now. If I had forty-eight hours, I could verify many things, I could rely on myself to turn the tide."
"But I don't have that much time, Charlie. This time, you really have to rely on yourself. Your life... needs to be courageous for once."
"Go find Anya, don't stop, don't let her down again, go find Anya! The sky falling is a later matter, but don't let your best friend leave in pain."
"In life, some choices, even if wrong, are better than not making them at all!"
Anya...
