Fang Hong was silent for a mont, and asked, "If we're just escaping, is there a chance we can avoid them?"
"What? You think you can escape from ?"
"But, ntor, in training, there have been successful instances."
"That was letting you succeed, couldn't you tell?" R replied, "And that was in the virtual network. In a situation where strength is equal, your chance of successfully escaping from is only ten percent."
"But tis have changed, ntor."
R couldn't help but laugh, "Are you trying to say your wings have hardened?"
But Fang Hong gently shook his head, "That's not what I ant, ntor."
R stopped.
He didn't ask what was different, just after a while, he replied, "A reason?"
"Didn't ntor ntion before that a man should take responsibility?"
R scoffed, "What kind of man are you, just a kid."
Fang Hong felt very wronged. He had solved many incidents as a 'famous Invoker.' How could he not count? Besides, he even had a girlfriend now. He privately suspected that his ntor did not have much 'manly experience' himself.
But he didn't dare to say that, so he could only grumble to himself and glance helplessly at Miya beside him. Ever since she complinted him once before, he considered the Witch of the Sea his strong ally.
And the wolf girl didn't disappoint him, nodding in agreent, "Ade is a man."
R burst into laughter at her words.
He couldn't help but say, "You're just humoring him, Witch of the Sea. It's obvious you've never had a boyfriend, do you understand n?—Do you think just agreeing with him will win his heart? Miya, I think you're oversimplifying things."
Miya looked at him oddly, "I'm just speaking the truth, is there sothing wrong with that?"
"Heh, stubborn as ever. In my experience—"
R was about to continue, but Fang Hong was already feeling overwheld just listening to the conversation. Although he had had a crush on Miya for so ti, ti proved it was nothing more than a youthful infatuation, and after their second parting at Cloud Harbor, all those old feelings had faded away.
Moreover, hearing their conversation now, he couldn't help but feel a strong doubt in his heart: "ntor, do you have a master's wife?"
R was montarily tongue-tied.
After a while, he responded bluntly, "What does that have to do with you? Stay out of it; adults are talking, so kids should say less."
He left Fang Hong bewildered, not understanding where he had offended his ntor. He was just a bit curious because he had never heard the ntor talk about relationships before, and suddenly he seed like a life coach.
But after his 'good student' had unwittingly thwarted him, R couldn't continue delving deeper into the topic and had to return reluctantly to the previous subject.
His tone beca serious, "Alright... Actually, I don't care what you're thinking. After all, whether you live or die has nothing to do with , but I'm just reminding you out of goodwill. Of course, if you insist on doing it this way, though the chances are slim, from my point of view, it's not impossible."
Returning to the matter at hand, Fang Hong also beca serious, "ntor?"
"There's actually only one requirent, don't die as soon as you et, it's that simple. The room for maneuver is based on the premise that you're still alive."
Fang Hong felt a chill in his heart. He was confident that he still had so Combat ability, so what kind of strength must the other side have to kill him imdiately upon eting? This answer also indirectly told him that the person coming was no ordinary adversary.
Moreover, he knew that his ntor was always prideful and would never joke about such matters.
However, he gently clenched his Control Gloves, regaining so confidence. The strength of others, he couldn't decide, but opportunities were often in his own hands. He had promised himself, and there was no way he would back down.
In any case, he had to give it a try—this might be the recklessness unique to young people, but it was also a Covenant he made with Miss Eve—she's still waiting for him to return.
He cald himself, nodding lightly:
"I understand."
R didn't speak again.
Behind the silhouette in the dark avatar, he shook his head slightly, thinking this kid might not understand anything at all. He didn't know what level of power the coming opponent had. Having never experienced it firsthand, it was hard to imagine the gap between two worlds.
Yet thinking about this, he couldn't help but show a slightly dismissive expression, leaning back with his hands behind his head.
A thought crossed his mind involuntarily—this kid is really a handful, compared to the other youths he had ntored. If it were a few years earlier, he wouldn't have even bothered to look at this guy, but after everything he went through, his perspective had subtly shifted.
Even though he seed a bit 'brainless,' wasn't that a form of purity as well?
In fact, if the guy hadn't rashly posted in the community back then, the two of them might never have had this encounter. Initially, he was just in a bad mood and looking for soone to vent on, but who would have thought that this would be the beginning of this 'story'?
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