The Great Dream God

Sun Yifang stood at the pinnacle of victory, his face filled with satisfaction and a proud smile. He looked around at the staunch supporters around him, their eyes full of trust and admiration for him. Sun Yifang took a deep breath and declared in a powerful voice: "What you see is the truth. Every word I say is a well-thought-out truth, worthy of everyone's listening and believing." His tone was firm, as if every word struck people's hearts.

"Meng Jin," he mentioned the name with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "He may have tried to confuse you and make you think he has superior insights. But I want to tell you that he has other calculations in his heart. What he wants is to control you and take advantage of your loyalty and trust." Sun Yifang's words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Meng Jin's hypocritical mask.

He continued, "I won't do that. Every fight I won was for our common goal and for our future. I don't need to manipulate anyone, because your choices are made out of freedom and the pursuit of justice. I hope everyone can see this and gather around me because we share the same beliefs, not driven by anyone's manipulation."

The atmosphere in the crowd became more and more heated, and Sun Yifang's words were like a burning flame, igniting their enthusiasm and determination. They became more determined and willing to follow this person who dared to reveal the truth and face challenges head-on.

Wei Yanren stood beside Meng Jin, his face was livid, his eyes were burning with anger, as if they could melt the air around him. He took a deep breath, suppressed his inner excitement, and said to Meng Jin word by word: "You should stand up and refute him forcefully, instead of choosing to escape and shrink in your own doubts and fears!" His voice was firm and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Meng Jin's heart.

Wei Yanren looked directly at Meng Jin, his eyes were filled with both blame and expectation. He knew that retreating from a challenge would only make the problem more difficult. He hoped that Meng Jin could understand that true courage does not lie in fearlessness, but in perseverance in the face of difficulties. His words were full of encouragement, hoping that Meng Jin could draw strength from anger and transform it into determination to fight against difficulties.

"You are capable, intelligent, and have a presence that cannot be ignored." Wei Yanren continued, with unquestionable trust in his tone, "Your voice should be heard, and your opinions should be respected. So, stand up, Meng Jin, and refute him with your beliefs and prove yourself!"

Meng Jin's brows were deeply furrowed like a locked iron chain, and his eyes flashed with doubt and a hint of hurt. He looked at the person in front of him and asked word by word: "So, in your opinion, my choice is actually called retreat?" His voice was low and firm, and every word was like a stone thrown into the lake, stirring up ripples.

Wei Yanren's throat seemed to be stuck with something. He wanted to argue and explain, but the urge made his face serious and even flushed. He understood that Meng Jin was not expecting his comfort at this moment, but needed a fair evaluation. However, his words were spinning on the tip of his tongue, and he was unable to speak. Meng Jin saw through his hesitation, raised his hand, and stopped him in a calm but unquestionable gesture.

"If you are going to respond to me with those empty words, I advise you to shut up." Meng Jin's eyes were as sharp as swords, piercing people's hearts. "I don't need to listen to those perfunctory nonsense, they will only make me more angry. Everything I do, I have my own reasons and persistence. If you can't understand, please at least respect it." Although his tone was tough, it carried a hint of helplessness. Obviously, he did not want to argue with others, but just hoped that his decision would be properly understood and respected.

The air seemed to freeze, and the confrontation between the two was particularly tense. Wei Yanren looked at Meng Jin's determined eyes, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He knew that Meng Jin had made a decision at this time, and his retreat might not be an escape, but a deeper level of persistence and courage.

Wei Yanren's lips were tightly closed, and his silence was like a pool of still water. His eyes revealed an indescribable confusion and helplessness. He slowly lowered his head, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids, as if to cover up the grievance of not being understood. His voice was trembling, but he tried his best to remain calm, "I really didn't do anything to harm the world! I just told the truth."

Meng Jin's eyebrows were twisted into a deep "川" character. His eyes were like ice, cold and sharp, staring straight at Wei Yanren. There was no warmth in his words, like the cold wind in winter, "That's right, Wei Yanren, you didn't do anything illegal. But you have to understand that this world doesn't just look at right and wrong, but also at people's hearts. Those nobles, their influence cannot be ignored. Even ordinary practitioners like us are willing to depend on them just to gain benefits from them. On this journey, they will definitely cater to those nobles in order to get more benefits. So, we don't have many choices, but to remain silent."

His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Wei Yanren's heart, making him understand that this was not a reproach to him, but a helpless revelation of reality. "Under unfavorable circumstances, knowing when to keep silent is the true act of a wise man." Meng Jin emphasized his tone and said earnestly, "This is not weakness, but a kind of survival wisdom. We cannot change the environment, but we can adapt to it, protect ourselves, and wait for opportunities. This is the law of our survival in difficult situations."

Wei Yanren listened silently, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that although Meng Jin's words were cruel, they pointed directly to reality. He raised his head, with a firm light in his eyes, and began to think deeply about Meng Jin's words, ready to accept the rules of this world, even if these rules sometimes make people feel wronged.

There is always a burning flame in Wei Yanren's heart. This flame is not a desire for material benefits, but a persistent pursuit of honor and morality.

His eyes reflected not the brilliance of gold and silver, but the youthful righteousness from his heart. In his world, there was no calculation of gains and losses, only the courage to move forward and win.

He firmly believes that every challenge is an opportunity to prove himself, and every victory is the best interpretation of his belief. His blood is as hot as the sun, and his tenacity is as firm as a rock.