Although many decisions made for survival are quite unconventional, there's one essential rule: consistency. Either be downright weak, which is actually fine; if you're truly weak, survival at all costs is understandable, and no one will fault you for it. But if you're worthless on one hand and still putting on airs on the other, that's a different story.
To be able to eat smelly socks for survival with such relish is indeed a high realm. When Su Xuan did it back then, it was with a purpose, which is a different matter altogether.
Everyone looked at the once-mighty expert of the desert, the Jade-faced Divine Sword, Handsome Pan An, with disdain. In this Great Desert, Qin Bo once commanded absolute respect and was a true master; he was surrounded by glory, envied by countless people.
But now, being trampled on the ground, eating smelly socks for survival, really makes one feel the fickleness of the world.
