"To pack the magnificent mountains and rivers into one's heart... it has to be you, heroism!"
Sun Zhe laughed aloud and stepped towards the pavilion once again.
Vaguely, he seemed to have realized something and understood what Li Taibai wanted to pass on.
This time, he walked into the pavilion in just a few steps.
But as he entered the pavilion, the remnants of Divine Sense of Li Taibai and the old man in the gray robe had already vanished.
It was all an illusion, like a dream bubble.
Only the cup of wine on the stone table truly existed.
Sun Zhe picked up the cup of strong wine Li Taibai had filled for him a thousand years ago, with a thoughtful expression, feeling somewhat hesitant.
"To guard this magnificent realm... I am but a mere mortal, greedy and lustful, can I truly hold these beautiful mountains and all living things?"
"Perhaps I am really not as great as you."
"But, I also want to protect those I care about."
