"Humans are a race that listens to advice, and the Alchemists weren't fools, either. Before long, no one was asking about immortality anymore."
"The words of that Chali Race member were crystal clear. Immortality came at a price humans couldn't possibly bear, much like how humans can't change the outcome of a divination."
"Humans may be stubborn, but they don't fight against the rules."
"Surviving and thriving in the perilous Abyss—that's what's most important," Bai Zhou said slowly.
"However, the secret to immortality has always remained with the Chali Race, and that has never changed. Can your Fishman Race bear such a price?"
Bai Zhou's words sent Jeff into a long silence.
His face remained placid and unconcerned, without a trace of inner conflict, as if these matters couldn't stir the slightest ripple within him.
He simply stared ahead in silence, his profound gaze looking past Bai Zhou and into the endless abyss.
"Come with me."
