Heart of a King, Seventh Grade Cyan Phoenix

"Real strong individuals always know how to choose. And in front of the strongest, they simply have no room for choice," echoed Lu Ze's confident laughter throughout the valley, drifting with the wind.

"Well said! You truly understand the essence!" The old man responded with a smile, completely changing his opinion of Lu Ze. He had initially thought Lu Ze was a simpleton or someone opportunistic, swaying with the wind. However, at this moment, he finally realized that Lu Ze was neither a simpleton nor someone who followed the crowd. Lu Ze already possessed the heart of a king and would inevitably reach the pinnacle.

"Uh, Senior, forget about the wine. Could you please tell me where to find the things you need?" Facing the old man's praise, Lu Ze just smiled wryly. He knew there were many treasures in this place, but he was mainly interested in the soul-benefiting spirit herbs. His goal was to collect these herbs, assist the old man in recovering, and gain some guidance from him.