Faced with Wang Ping's question, Zhang Xinghuai gently shook his head. "As for this Saint," he said, "you can only understand once you've truly seen him. It's something that can't be explained with words."
"How do I see him?"
"He exists deep within the human heart..."
"That can't be right," Yu Lian interjected. "Don't try to fob us off with that nonsense. We both know full well what state the Jimin Association is in. If a fool like Si Ran can see the Saint, why can't we?"
Zhang Xinghuai remained silent for a long time in the face of Yu Lian's words before finally speaking. "If I have to describe it, the Jimin Association's Saint is likely a powerful entity of consciousness. He is both weak and strong."
"The Primordial Spirit of some powerful being?"
"No, I'm more inclined to believe it's a naturally born entity of consciousness!"
Yu Lian asked, her tone filled with confusion, "Naturally born? You mean like all living things, born from parents? Just that he's... special?"
