Silence enveloped them for a long time in deep thought.
Afterward, Guan Xin raised his head and said with utmost seriousness,
"If we're going to do something, we must do it to the best! We must leave no regrets!"
Fan Wubing chuckled and said,
"It's rare to see you so passionate."
Guan Xin wasn't embarrassed and smiled,
"I used to have many ideas, but my abilities were limited, so I had to be realistic. Now, I've acquired a few skills, so why not aim higher? Life can't always be a straight line; it needs some twists and turns."
"As expected of the Literary Ancestor." Fan Wubing gave a thumbs up.
Guan Xin shook his head with a smile,
"Young Master Fan, no need to tease me."
"Speaking of which, haven't you decided on your honorary title yet?"
Guan Xin said,
"My current status hasn't been publicly announced yet. Following protocol, I have to wait until the grand assembly. It's soon, just another two hundred and seventy years or so."
