Chu Yi remained silent.
Before the Ancient Dragon of the Void, his intelligence was akin to that of a three-year-old child.
If the Ancient Dragon had lived all along, he would've been the embodiment of the saying passed down by elders: He's eaten more salt than Chu Yi has eaten rice, crossed more bridges than Chu Yi has walked roads.
If the Ancient Dragon wanted to fulfill any wish, he could simply act on his thoughts; there was no need to consult Chu Yi.
"Alright, your analysis is very accurate. Since things have come to this point, why don't you just tell me everything that happens next?"
Chu Yi began to console himself internally, thinking that since he was here, he might as well go along with the Ancient Dragon.
"I won't give you much time. Based on what I know of you now, ten years should be enough for you to transform into someone formidable."