He also admitted, "Indeed, I haven't thought about it for many years. It's as if... as if my mind has developed its own way, becoming more and more convinced of myself, making it increasingly difficult to change..."
"Everyone is like this, the older you get, the more extreme you become... I don't want to become like that, so I always keep the ancestral teachings in mind, constantly understanding new things from them."
Listening to Yang Qiangjing's words, Yang Fu felt a surge of emotion as he gazed at the Bright City below.
This place was once the Spirit Lake Manor of the Yang Family, where he and his siblings grew up, accompanied by the wilderness.
Once upon a time... what Yang Fushuo and he loved most were the books granted by the ancestor, pursuing those fresh and vivid knowledge. The reason he is who he is today is due to the ancestor's teachings in his youth.
As for Yang Fujian... Yang Fu sighed.
