Fang Qingyun sighed: "It's changed, everything has changed. It's like time suddenly accelerated, catching me completely unprepared."
"Reaching Martial General within five years was my highest goal, but now I'm not even in the third year yet, and I'm already a Martial General. This rapid pace of advancement, I wasn't ready for it myself; reaching this point, I have to develop the family to the eighth level, don't you think? Otherwise, how embarrassing would that be?"
"Continuing like this, by graduation, I should probably be a Martial King. If I inherit the family, a family with a King level sitting in place, not to mention the seventh level, it has to be at the eighth level's peak, and even that would be embarrassing..."
"But I'm still young, the future holds endless possibilities. Just staying home to guard the family? Not doing something for the Continent? That wouldn't feel right."
