After spending so many years with Jiang Yue, Tong Feifei knew that if Brother Yue had asked him that, it meant he wasn't satisfied with how quickly Tong Feifei was improving.
There was surely no blame or scolding behind it, but the reminder was unmistakable.
His brothers wouldn't look down on him for being slow to improve, but Tong Feifei's pride couldn't accept falling behind, either.
At that moment, his heart was a tangle of conflicting emotions.
He felt a little disappointed and somewhat ashamed, but more than anything, he regretted his choices.
One wrong step had led to one mistake after another.
Back at Yangfan Middle School, Brother Yue had asked him more than once whether he wanted to join him and leave the school together.
Tong Feifei hadn't refused to team up with Jiang Yue. He'd always thought of himself as Jiang Yue's underling. But his childish pride had made him feel that even if he joined Jiang Yue, he first had to prove himself.
So he'd chosen to stay at Yangfan Middle School, wasting a great deal of precious time in that quagmire.
During that period, he'd racked his brains every day, trying to figure out how to keep Yangfan Middle School going and turn it into an impregnable stronghold.
But in the end, the facts had proved that all his efforts had been wasted.
Yangfan Middle School had eventually collapsed, and Tong Feifei had clearly failed to develop his own awakening abilities to their full potential.
Compared with Jiang Yue and Han Jingjing, there was no contest. But even compared with his old deskmate and brother, Mao Doudou, Tong Feifei knew he'd fallen behind.
Mao Doudou might have been single-minded, but that was precisely why he hadn't lingered at Yangfan Middle School. Free from the burden