Perhaps Zhao Lieyang had realized that someone was more gifted than he was,
Perhaps Zhao Lieyang had seen clearly what Fang Chen's current status was...
He held the brocade box out to Fang Chen with both hands. "Chief Fang, congratulations!"
There was a hint of ingratiation in Zhao Lieyang's tone, but it sounded extremely unnatural,
He had probably rarely lowered his head like this before.
But... this gift had to be given; this posture had to be adopted.
He did not ask to become friends. He only hoped that Fang Chen would not remember his former coldness and contempt.
Fang Chen looked at the two men, his gaze lingering for an extra moment on Zhao Lieyang's slightly tense smiling face.
After thinking briefly,
There was no real conflict between him and these two,
At most, they had shown him a little contempt when he had first arrived at the Myriad Phenomena Sect.
He could accept the gifts, but becoming true friends was impossible. Still, on the surface, there was no need to quibble over so much.
Fang Chen finally nodded and calmly accepted both brocade boxes. "Thank you, both of you."
Seeing Fang Chen accept them, Zhao Lieyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "Of course, of course!"
Fang Chen said no more and left amid the crowd of servants.
Zhao Lieyang stood where he was, gazing at that tall, straight figure growing farther and farther away,
The smile on his face gradually vanished, eventually turning into an almost inaudible sigh.
Zhang Yuan patted him on the shoulder and consoled him. "The path of martial dao has never lacked geniuses."
"Only with a steadfast heart can one walk farther!"
Zhao Lieyang nodded in agreement, but his expression remained complicated.
After all, who could have imagined that the