Mo Han continued, his tone calm but sharp as steel. "You've followed me all this way. You've shared hardship, fear, even hunger. I trust you, Lambu. But trust alone won't carry you further. Go outside. Walk the city. Learn about the world, about the families, the power struggles, the enemies that might rise against us in the future. You need to be calculating, observant, always one step ahead. That is the only way you will survive beside me."
Fatty swallowed hard. His round face, usually filled with nervous smiles, suddenly showed a rare seriousness. "Brother Han… I—I understand. I don't want to be left behind. I'll practice this sutra every day, and I'll go outside. Even if the streets are filled with fox-women trying to drag me into their dens, I'll keep my heart steady."
Mo Han nodded, a faint smile flickering in his eyes. "That's the spirit. Remember, no one can seduce a man with true ambition."
