Wang Mingtang had discovered for the first time in his life that someone could actually be so absurdly powerful.
He had once been a genius among geniuses, the kind of person others simply could not catch up to through hard work.
It was like how an ordinary top student might study hard to get into a prestigious school, while the Study God could begin tackling unsolved problems in mathematics at thirteen or fourteen.
Such an enormous gap was entirely one of talent and upbringing. It could never be easily changed through effort alone.
And now, he had discovered a target he could not even imagine a way of catching up to.
He was decadent, but even in his decadence, he stood at a height that mediocrities could never reach in their lifetimes.
He was shameless, but even in his shamelessness, he possessed an obsession that mediocrities could never understand.
"No wonder Old Ji has gotten so smug lately. A father rose to prominence through his son," he muttered.
What he had just done had taken so much thought and effort. He was like those top students who studied sixteen hours a day and finally reached the peak, only to discover that someone else was already on Tianting Star.
He had painstakingly worked through deductions, while the other party only needed one punch to solve every problem.
If he had known this earlier, what was the point of having him here? Wait, he had played a role too. That was knocking on the door.
Oh, he understood now. After all that, he was playing Pig Eight Precepts...
What a hard life.
Just as Wang Mingtang was overwhelmed by mixed emotions, Wenren Sheng spoke. "If I didn't drive you down, was I supposed to keep you around for the New Year?"
"Hmph,