"How many years have I been in seclusion?" Ding Huan nodded and casually asked.
He didn't care about these people.
This world is such that you do not need to discipline or change those who threaten you.
You only need to do one thing: make yourself stronger. When you are strong enough, there's no need to say another word.
Because then, no one will dare to threaten you again.
Fang Congqi replied respectfully, "Friend, you have been in seclusion for nine thousand three hundred years. I have gained much from my years of reflection here, and it is thanks to your guidance."
Ding Huan was taken aback. It felt to him as if only a few years had passed, how could it have been nine thousand three hundred years?
Could constructing the Creation Dao Principle consume so much time?
The key was that he didn't even know it himself.
After a while, Ding Huan came to his senses and clasped his fists, saying, "Thank you."
