You claim to be above engaging with NPCs, but how did you end up with a half-human daughter then?0

Zhao Changhe silently mocked in his heart, though he understood what Xia Longyuan meant—it was about emotions. True to form, his convictions had not changed, not even in his final words.0

He liked to blame his lack of formal education as if it were some kind of humble admission. Was this his way of conceding his flaws? While it was true that his limited exposure to modern thought and broader cultural perspectives played a role, that was not the real issue. Others had achieved greatness with even less. Zhao Changhe himself did not rely on modern thinking all that often—this world of martial arts did not require it. The real problem was Xia Longyuan’s unwillingness to acknowledge his actual flaws. Stubborn to the end, he would rather claim ignorance than admit a fault of personality.0

But that was no longer important. The man was gone; criticizing him now was pointless.0

What mattered was that he genuinely cared for Zhao Changhe.0

Even at the end, he left a warning about facing the blind woman. “No matter what kind of cheat you drew at the start, don’t expect to take it and make it your own, like the Wang Clan trying to absorb the Sea Tribe’s yin qi. It’s laughable. Don’t make the same mistake. If you have to cut off a hand or a...0