“These losses I just received are so huge for me. The losses of Freya, of my bizarre meridians, and of my left arm are difficult to be replaced. Even though I achieved the Will of Winter, my fighting ability should be reduced by more than half,” Leng San said to Li Gongyun.
“But even so, you have survived. There is nothing better than being alive.” Li Gongyun tried to comfort his beloved disciple.
"Still, it does not erase the fact that my physical condition at this time is not ready to fight So, Master, the disciple would like to spend this time seeking power to fill those gaps.
Please allow me to go on another journey, and I would like to entrust you with the Institution and the Beastly Devils Society.” Leng San used a firm tone as if it were his genuine desire.
Li Gongyun was a little taken aback. The war was closing in, and the Federation was a mess due to the loss of its leader, so various obligations required a lot of attention.