"Why is it meaningless?" the fisherman retorted. "If each of us can take down an enemy, if everyone on our side participating in the war can achieve this victory, wouldn't we win this war? At the very least, by taking down an enemy, it means that the enemy loses the chance to kill you, your comrades, your friends, or your family... Isn't that also a form of victory?"
"I've discovered something," said Wang Xiyi.
"What?"
"You're not cut out to be a Hunter; you're more suited to be a politician," said Wang Xiyi. "You seem to have quite a knack for speeches."
"Oh? Really?" The fisherman scratched the back of his head. "But... to be a politician, you have to learn a lot of things, right? Just being good at speeches isn't enough, right?"
"Enough, just focus on roasting your meat. I'm almost dying from craving this smell," Sun Hang urged, then glanced at Yan Yu'an standing a bit afar. "Mr. Yan, aren't you coming over to sit with us?"
