The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."
Ning Que knew that the old monk was praising the Academy for admitting someone like him. It would take an unimaginable amount of guts and an inclusive attitude. That was why the Academy deserved admiration.
He said proudly, "In this world, victory belongs to the Academy."
The old monk said mockingly, "However, the Academy will end up in ruins."
Ning Que replied, "Everything in the world would. However, at least the Academy would not turn into ruins from your curse."
The old monk looked at the severely injured and weak lad who was proud and confident. It felt as if he was looking at the old friend from many years ago. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "How long has Ke Haoran been dead for?"
Ning Que was startled and said, "I do not know."