Why, why, why...
Why is it that after more than a decade of hard training, my strength is still so weak, why exactly?
Xiaofan hasn't returned, and without him, Ren Ying has lost his goal to follow. The vast Ren Family needs a man to support it, but that man absolutely cannot be me.
Ren Ying knows his own abilities, like a game of chess, the general and soldiers have their own roles and cannot be confused; a chariot will always be a chariot, it cannot become a general.
From birth to today, his only thought was how to assist the future Patriarch of the Ren Family, and the idea of becoming the Patriarch himself never occurred to him.
It's not that he doesn't have grand ambitions, but he knows the mission he exists for.
But... at this moment, he is confused. What is the purpose of everything he is doing now?
A gentle breeze passed by... taking away the treetop; a strong ray of sunshine shone on his body... where is the sun that guides him forward?
"Ren Ying..."
"I'm here."
