Little Illusion was naturally dissatisfied with Wenren Sheng's answer.
"Hmph, if you won't hit him, I'll go hit him. I've already learned your moves anyway!"
"Go ahead, then." Wenren Sheng shook his head.
Children had to endure society's beatings before they knew how good home was.
Having several competitors was good too. Without pressure, people drifted lightly; without pressure, water flowed everywhere.
Little Illusion strutted off smugly.
Over an hour later, she came back in low spirits.
"What happened? Did you get beaten up?" Wenren Sheng asked.
"No. He couldn't hit me, and I couldn't hurt him. That brat's whole body is made of light. Every hit just scattered him, scattered him. I couldn't put any force into it at all." Little Illusion let out a long sigh.
"If you want to know the answer, you need to study properly. Otherwise, once he comes back from school, you'll be even less of a match for him." Wenren Sheng patiently guided her.
"School... I get it. I'll use an illusion realm to speed up my studies. I'll definitely learn faster than him."
"You can study in an illusion realm, but you can't put it into practice. You still need practical experience," Wenren Sheng said seriously.
"My head hurts just thinking about it. Fine, if you won't help me, I'll find myself another powerful backer." Little Illusion immediately gave up and vanished in a flash.
Wenren Sheng shook his head. Sun's Son might have been a bit stubborn, but it was precisely people like that who could ultimately achieve great things.
Those who were too clever often found it difficult to achieve anything great, because they were too good at taking detours. They turned and turned until they never became deeply skilled at anything.
He continued his research into the Timeline.
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