Unable to concentrate.
Unable to construct thoughts.
Trying to adjust the mind to a stable state conducive for cultivation, yet as soon as the eyes are closed, past events and grudges surge in the mind. Unable to envision new techniques, let alone the powers of advancement, merely standing still, consumed by hatred...
Gongsun Ce opened his eyes and silently went to the bathroom to wash his face. Looking at the hollow eyes in the mirror, he realized again that Situ Yi's obstruction was no empty threat; now he was truly unable to cultivate in the literal sense.
Adjusting his expression in the mirror to restore his usual appearance, he then took out the communicator and said in a cheerful voice, "Please be ready, classmates! Our strategy meeting is about to begin."
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The battle is over, the victory celebration has been held, all parties gathered together, such a rare opportunity—
It is precisely the right time to properly organize the situation and determine the next steps.
