Lin Su sighed softly. "Brother Zhuge, do you remember what I told you during the Muye Marriage Recruitment?"
Turbid waves surged through Zhuge Qingfeng's heart. If there was one sentence that could stab him twice in a row, it was probably this one...
The words "Muye Marriage Recruitment," without any prefix or suffix, were already a blade! Because he had lost the marriage recruitment!
And that sentence—"Wherever I, Lin Su, am, you, Zhuge Qingfeng, must get used to failure"—was another blade!
Either blade was enough to send Zhuge Qingfeng's fury soaring to the heavens.
Lin Su even added, "You pride yourself on walking the path of wisdom, but your wisdom has flaws!"
Zhou Mei nearly covered her forehead. Did he know that such a casually spoken sentence could make someone leap eight feet into the air? What sort of person was Zhuge Qingfeng? A man who claimed no one could match him in the path of wisdom—and Lin Su had just told him that his wisdom had flaws?!
Yet Zhuge Qingfeng's expression did not change in the slightest. "Oh? Then I invite Brother Lin to correct me. Where do my flaws lie?"
"You can see through the current situation, yet cannot leap beyond it. You can see the present, yet cannot see the variables. That is your flaw!"
Zhuge Qingfeng's face grew incomparably grave. "You mean that you, Brother Lin, can leap beyond the current situation and see the variables? That your wisdom is flawless?"
"Flawless wisdom? Who would dare claim such a thing? I have merely glimpsed a few more variables than you!" Lin Su said. "Brother Zhuge said that the people of Wenxin Pavilion had met the Crown Prince many times in the past, and if they wanted to strike, they should have done so long ago. That