Chapter 475: No Comparison (2/2)

This point alone was enough to make Lan understand that Xue Wei was not a bad person. To be respected like this, and genuinely liked by his companions showed that his personality was not bad, and the fact that he was willing to give his life in return for theirs, also proved his loyalty.

Such a person, what right did Lan have to condemn him? He had never asked to be a talented individual, and slowly, Lan's mind came around, and he observed Xue Wei as if it was the first time he saw him.

The young man had grown a lot from the youth he had first seen back in the genius army. He had become stronger, but his demeanor and aura were also more restrained. He was like a sharp sword that was sheathed; everyone knew how deadly it would become once drawn.

The young man was not overly arrogant, but he was not humble either. He was like a calm and collected person who knew what he wanted in life and was aware of the means of achieving it.

This realization shocked Lan. Although there was a world of difference between the levels of their strengths, Xue Wei did not lose out to him in demeanor and maturity, but Lan was not ashamed. Instead, he nodded his head approvingly.

While he no longer felt hostile towards Xue Wei, he had no interest in helping him get rid of the Monarch Piranha Flower.

So far, although he had struggled, nothing had truly posed a threat to his life, and Lan was sure that this Monarch Piranha Flower would be the turning point in Xue Wei's life. If he could handle it, then he would be able to handle everything.

But where Lan before was watching with amusement, he was now observing with interest to see how Xue Wei was going to change his fate.

He, who had been chased by a whole continent. He, who was going against the rules of the world. He, who was not supposed to be born.

He was the only person who could proudly condemn the heavens and break the heavenly law.

He was not supposed to be a toy for Lan to achieve his goal, he was meant for much more than what Lan could even imagine, and when that thought hit the phony prophet, a smile spread on his lips.

Once upon a day, when Xue Wei had become renowned throughout the galaxies, he, a simple figure, would be able to say with pride that he had tormented such a genius when he was still growing.

Thinking like this, Lan could not help but laugh to himself, and he felt as if a heavy load had been removed from his shoulders. He no longer needed to compare others to his Li Zhiqing, he no longer felt that life was unfair. She had lived life brilliantly, although it had been short.

However, he knew that even though there was no reincarnation in this world, although he knew that the dead did not return, he was also aware that as long as Xue Wei, the exception to the rule, existed, then there was hope.