"Someday in the future, we can also abandon everything we've held onto."
For a moment, the hall was silent as a grave.
Turaman clapped softly: "Well said."
"Mr. Wizard, isn't that inconsistent with your stance?" Andrew questioned.
"I stand on the stance that I believe is right," Turaman smiled slightly, "but that doesn't prevent me from appreciating others' correct stances. Right and wrong are relative, but those who persist, in my view, deserve respect."
"But to get back to the point, how will you choose now?" he continued.
"I will stay here," Funiya was the first to speak, her expression firm like someone far beyond her young age.
"You might want to listen to the opinions of others first, young girl. In significant matters, showing caution is more fitting for your identity," Turaman responded.
"You know me?"
"I've heard some rumors," the scholar said openly.
"But I am staying behind only for myself," Funiya said, frowning.
