"Elder Qin, you might have misunderstood something. I, Lu, am not complaining, but I sincerely look forward to this opportunity to compete with the talents of various countries once every ten years. I, Lu, don't want to miss this chance." Facing the risk of a cooked duck flying away, Lu Bei hurriedly found an excuse.
"Master Lu, I, this old man, never doubted that they are talents. I firmly believe that given time, they will shine brightly and leave a strong mark in human history. But... they are still young, you might scare them."
As Elder Qin Ziyou said this, he burst into laughter again.
Admittedly, giving these proud talents a blow to show them that there are people beyond people and heavens beyond the sky would be a good experience that could inspire their fighting spirit.
But what if, just what if, the blow was too harsh and they fall into a deep pit and couldn't get out? That would be a severe loss to the human race as a whole.