"I have confidence!"
Cheng Ye raised his head, his gaze firm, his voice resolute, without a hint of hesitation.
"Is it really confidence, or just a facade?" Elder Qian continued fiddling with the teacup in his hand, his tone slightly teasing as he chuckled.
"Of course, it's real!" Cheng Ye's tone grew deeper, his stance increasingly determined. "Task assigned personally by the Elder, even if it costs me my life, Cheng Ye will complete it!"
"Oh——" Elder Lin, sitting beside him, was amused by the words, his eyes full of teasing.
Elder Pang shook his head helplessly, looking at Elder Qian. "Old Qian, I told you long ago, this kid is perceptive. Testing him like this is useless, do you believe it now?"
"I wouldn't call this a test."
Elder Qian put down the teapot, pushing a freshly poured cup of hot tea towards Cheng Ye, lightly tapping his fingers on the rim. "Aren't you curious why you're the one sent to take over Yueye?"
