People, after all, must learn to accept aging.
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At this moment, in this scene, Andrew Han gazed through the villa walls at the aging figure vanishing into the azure sky, feeling a subtle, indescribable melancholy in his heart.
"Thinking back to those glorious years."
Andrew Han withdrew his gaze, recalling his master's ruthless decisiveness and savage might.
If not for Miles Ning's guidance, perhaps he would not be who he was today.
His firmness, his resolve to cut off all threats, and his decisiveness—all originated from Miles Ning.
The most profound influence is always the subtle, imperceptible kind.
Of course, to imitate is to die; to learn is to live.
Andrew Han was never a second Miles Ning; he always upheld his own unique ideals and principles.
"Alright."
"Let's look at this one next." Andrew Han continued to point out the second gourmet planet to Lucy, displaying images carefully searched and fine-tuned by Bailey, making Lucy drool with longing.
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Lucy’s little eyes were filled with longing.
But at only seven or eight years old, how could Lucy truly understand how extraordinary this was?
If this scene were uploaded to Earth's internet, the whole world would be in an uproar, everyone stunned and awestruck.
Unprecedented!
Never before in history!
After 4.6 billion years, the blue planet finally gave birth to its first composite Starlight-tier being to step into the starry sky—Andrew Han.
After explaining for a while, Andrew Han took a short break.
He still had a mountain of affairs to handle; even at home, there was no time to idle. First, he reached out to the world's nations and the various Law-Realm experts for early communication, then finally sat at the bedside, lost in thought.
Now, Andrew Han was at the peak of Fourth-Order Starlight Tier!
For him, to truly drift away in thought was extremely difficult.
After all, the efficiency of his mind and consciousness was nearly like lightning... In other words, very few things could actually make Andrew Han zone out.
Yet here, the bright bedroom was quiet and simple.
A double wooden bed covered with sky-blue sheets, a deep brown wardrobe standing side by side, two fabric chairs like booth sofas, black plastic slippers on the composite floor, and in the corner, a doll Lucy had secretly bought.
The bedroom was utterly silent; Andrew Han closed his eyes.
Only Lucy played in the living room, with the voices of his parents and Xiaomeng in the background.
After a moment's contemplation, Andrew Han reached out and touched the sky-blue sheet, feeling a bit nostalgic: "Still the same color, still the same arrangement."
Wherever family is, that's home.
Andrew Han stood up, pressed his fingers together, and where his fingertips pointed, cyan light began to form, sketching out dazzling, unfathomable traces in the air above the bedroom.
Buzz! Buzz!
The cyan lights intertwined, containing unfathomable, impenetrable mysteries, and suddenly expanded severalfold, like a giant net enveloping the bedroom walls, isolating all sound and information exchange.
It was clearly visible—the bedroom walls shimmered with cyan grids.
Even a peak Law-Realm expert could not break through the Starlight barrier Andrew Han had set up, let alone any sound.
"That should do it."
Andrew Han nodded, taking out the basic Chenriver Palace communicator from his pocket.
Ding!
The communicator instantly activated, connecting to Chenriver Palace countless light-years away.
After about three minutes, the communicator projected a virtual scene: a milky-white nebula slowly floated, and in the dark starry sky stood a calm, bare-chested figure, his presence quietly veiling the stars.
"Andrew Han."
The figure turned around—it was Suweng.
"You're home. What is it?"
Suweng's upper body was marked with red patterns; through the virtual screen, he calmly watched Andrew Han.
"Lord Suweng," Andrew Han said, "I've received a Points Task from Chenriver Palace. But as far as I know, Chenriver Palace hasn't issued a Points Task for thousands of cycles. If this rule has been shelved, why has it been reactivated and assigned to me?"
Suweng raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Tell me in detail, there's no rush."
Upholding his principle of resolving doubts, Andrew Han nodded, described the situation in detail, and showed his personal interface.
In fact, this minor matter was nothing much.
Dangerous traps or ambushes were just baseless talk... The Supreme Human Law provides all cultivation geniuses with the best protection.
However, Andrew Han happened to be home, having just defeated Ruby Whitehorn, the daughter of the White-Horn clan leader, and forcefully ascended to the top tier of Chenriver Palace.
He made a splash—everyone was watching him!
So he had to be even more cautious.
With so many reasons combined, Andrew Han had to ask.
"The Points Task itself shouldn't be a problem."
Andrew Han pondered quietly. The virtual image before him dimmed slightly as Suweng pressed his fingertip to his brow, likely communicating with other Stellar Palace-level elders across vast distances.
Andrew Han did not urge him, continuing to wait.
After a long while.
The dim virtual image brightened, Suweng's tone still calm: "I've found the reason. It's a small accident."
"An accident?"
Andrew Han looked at Suweng, puzzled.