This was not something you would expect from an eighteen-year-old.
But this was normal. For someone with such powers, he naturally needed to have a good and sharp mind to notice every little detail; guiding a conversation was just part of that ability.
Andrew stared deeply at Grey and then turned to the Yellow Ancestor and the Spirit Ancestor.
"You are right," Andrew spoke as he did a ninety-degree bow. "It was my greed that led me to take such actions. I am the leader of Myriad Gates. What leader does not think about wanting the best for their ruling side?"
"That is also why I placed the battlefield on the ascension platform. But a leader should also know when to back down and find the most optimal path."
The Yellow Ancestor and Spirit Ancestor were moved by his words.
Grey squinted his eyes upon hearing this.
"Just so you know. That Holy Corpse is mine."
"I do not care if there is an abyss, the Crystal Zerg race, or anyone else. I will still take hold of it."
