He really knew?
Jiang En's sigh was rich with meaning and full of Zen, perfectly expressing the revelation of someone who had let go of his obsession and found clarity.
The spectators waiting for a good show reached their own conclusion at once.
So the duel really was arranged?
This mysterious person had already challenged Jiang En. But when the agreed-upon date arrived, Jiang En, having failed to break through his bottleneck and fallen into despair, had given up on the Supernatural Path?
If so, there might not be any excitement to watch after all.
After all, Jiang En now seemed ready to give up even the resources his family offered. He showed no sign of wanting to fight.
"You came a little early, but you also came too late."
Even then, Jiang En's reflections weren't over.
"If I remember correctly, the agreed time was tonight."
"But I say you're too late because I've already come to terms with myself and let go of my obsession. I won't be fighting you over who wins or loses."
Jiang En studied the mask on Fu Qian's face.
"If the Great Fortune Ming King demands it, I can even kneel and admit defeat, making it clear that my reputation is entirely undeserved."
Jiang En's utterly unvarnished declaration caused quite a stir among the Jiang Clan.
Unfortunately, Jiang Chengqing, the one in charge, merely furrowed his brow and didn't rush to speak.
Jiang En's words seemed like an extreme show of weakness, yet his timing was impeccable.
If the Great Fortune Ming King had truly come to make a name for himself, forcing Jiang En to kneel and admit defeat would do more harm than good.
And given Jiang En's earlier behavior, this perfectly reasonable act of giving up wouldn't cause much damage to