"Although he's now famous in the Ancient Realm and ranks first on the Dragon List, he's already on the brink of death. The more talented a genius is, the more easily they succumb to envy and die young."
"Unless he has a powerful backing, which he obviously doesn't, it's still uncertain whether he can survive!"
Meng Bin said indifferently.
"I hope he survives, so I can personally wash away my disgrace!"
Meng Xuanlang spat coldly.
Meanwhile, Chu Feicheng and Chu Tianxing were having a conversation.
"This time, the Dragon List's geniuses are beyond our imagination, so you don't need to worry too much!"
Chu Tianxing comforted Chu Feicheng.
"Father, no matter what, I've embarrassed the Sword Sect this time. I will train hard and ensure that no one dares to look down on us. I'm going to retreat into closed-door training now!!"
Chu Feicheng clenched his fists, determined light shining in his eyes.
