“Indeed, but what's the point of that? The prison is gone, but my clansmen will all be gone too. If I really do that, I'll become the eternal traitor of our race. How will I still be able to face my ancestors?” The Darkstar Emperor was sorrowful, giving off a heavy feeling of powerlessness.
Jian Chen fell silent. He stared at the Darkstar Emperor quietly and could not help but admit the Darkstar Emperor was a fitting leader. He clearly possessed the way to break out, but for the sake of his clansmen, he was willing to remain trapped with them rather than betray his race.
Even after being trapped for countless years, his willpower had not wavered at all.
Just this spirit of dedication deserved to be revered as “mighty”.
If a similar situation happened in the Saints' World, Jian Chen was confident that most people, even including Grand Prime ancestors that lead an entire sect or clan, would go with the other choice without the slightest hesitation.
Within the ruthless environment of the Saints' World, most people's convictions were twisted. They would not let a bunch of weaklings that were useless to them serve as a shackle that held them back.
“I can give you the ten droplets of Grand Exalt's essence blood that you want, but you need to agree to a condition from us- no, you need to swear an oath.”
Chapter end
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