"You bunch of fellows used to be so high and mighty. Now you finally understand that beyond the heavens there are heavens, and beyond people there are people, don't you?"
"Hmph, acting so cocky all day long. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were already invincible!"
"Among the thousand-plus new disciples who entered the Sky-Piercing Sword Sect, you may be the batch of geniuses with the greatest talent and strength, but within the Southern Heaven Domain, there isn't just one sect!"
On the way back to the Sky-Piercing Sword Sect,
inside the flying boat,
having watched them leave the Sacred Extremity Sect Gate, Steward Wu immediately began lecturing and reprimanding the battered recruits.
Looking at those young faces lowered in shame, clearly devastated,
Steward Wu felt an indescribable rush of satisfaction.
Did they think he hadn't known? On the surface, these fellows had welcomed him and praised him for surviving an exchange with that person, sighing that he was already a legendary figure or the like.
But in private, they had all been gossiping about him, spouting such strange nonsense as how he had thrown a dart from eight hundred miles away and ridden on someone else's achievement.
He had been so enraged when he overheard them that he crushed the cup in his hand on the spot.
What kind of nonsense was that? If he could throw a dart eight hundred miles, would he still need to sit here? With one finger, he could have crushed them hundreds or thousands of times!
Besides, although that person had been in the same realm as them back then, he had already displayed an invincible bearing that swept aside all opposition! The fact that Steward Wu could throw out a dart and still run away had already been quite impressive,