More strong individuals are always better for humans, as humanity's strength lies in the fact that such new forces are continually emerging.
Even if the old generation has withered away, new sprouts will break through the ashes.
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After everyone left the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground, Rod purposely stayed behind.
Qingyu leaned against the throne, her expression uncertain, her thoughts elsewhere.
Indeed, she has something on her mind.
Rod thought.
In the Dream Realm, Asa chuckled: "This person seems ambitious; she's worried that when the king returns, her power will be divided. Master, you must be careful, you're also one of those power-dividing nails in front of her."
"Shut up!"
Rod shouted. He knew very well that Qingyu was not like that; she had no desire for power or strength. If it weren't for her mission and responsibilities pushing her to this position, she wouldn't even want to be the King of Trolian.
