"In my eyes, a truly strong individual should not only possess extraordinary talent and diligence, but also have the ability to seize opportunities in the torrent of destiny. If one cannot achieve this, then the so-called 'potential' is nothing but an unfulfilled illusion."
As he spoke these words, the Lord of Jile's eyes shimmered with a purple haze, as if recalling those potential powers that fell prematurely. He continued:
"I cannot prove the existence of destiny by any means, but it only favors those who can both harness their strength and adapt to luck."
At this point, the Lord of Jile looked at the Evil Language with a smile:
"So, don't complain about bad luck. On this brutal battlefield of the world, true warriors never rely on mere chances; or rather, they always manage to succeed against the odds."
"The forces that can become strong clans are destined to have avoided countless dangers of annihilation during their growth."
