This world had never been fair to begin with.
From ancient times to the present, people had competed over their fathers, mothers, family backgrounds, and connections.
That was why the old saying in Great Xia went: dragons gave birth to dragons, phoenixes gave birth to phoenixes, and rats gave birth to creatures that dug holes. Don't talk about children of poor families rising to prominence; they were, after all, a minority.
Take modern times, for example. Those educational training institutions often used the phrase "Don't let your child lose at the starting line" to fool parents. There was no such thing as a starting line. While you were still standing at the starting point, those born lucky had already been born at the finish line.
How many people could truly change their fate through their own abilities? Even I knew perfectly well that I had made it this far safely only because someone had been supporting me from behind.
Just as Dao Yuan had said, I had backing, and my backing was exceptionally powerful.
Just imagine it—if I had no backing, how many past crises would have reduced me to ashes long ago?
Thinking of this, I could not help laughing at myself.
Seeing me laugh alone, A Tai asked softly, "Mr. Jiang, what are you laughing about?"
I shook my head. "Nothing."
He had been focused on driving and had not deliberately sensed what I was thinking, or he would not have asked. Ying Gou, on the other hand, had been sitting beside me with his eyes closed as though dozing, yet he spoke. "This is a universal philosophy. Look through those ancient books—from Investiture of the Gods to Journey to the West, which one does not mention interpersonal connections? In Investiture of the Gods, when one person attained