Which genius among the nations lacked pride?
Being inferior for a day did not mean being inferior for a thousand days.
Even if they lost on the spot, they still thought, I'll make it back someday.
That was the spirit of youth, and the pride of geniuses.
Without an invincible heart, one could not wield an invincible aura.
It was rare for anyone to admire a peer so deeply that he would say something like, "I'd gladly be a dog at your gate."
No one thought Lin Xian could achieve Dao Derivation, so when he said, "Before reaching Dao Derivation, I wouldn't dare compare myself to Jiang Wang," he had practically put a limit on his entire life.
If Lin Xian were spineless, he wouldn't have fought Chu Min of the Xia Kingdom from beginning to end at River Viewing Terrace without taking a single step back.
But if he was a tough man, why did he praise Jiang Wang so highly?
He had put himself too low and Jiang Wang too high!
Many who had not gone to River Viewing Terrace in person couldn't help reassessing the recently concluded Yellow River Assembly. Was the Inner Palace Arena, said to rank among the top three in history, even more exciting than they'd imagined?
Was Jiang Wang, the Yellow River Champion, even stronger than they'd imagined?
"Hahahaha." Gao Zhe laughed heartily. "As Jiang Green Sheep's friend, I have to commend your judgment! You know your place. I suppose those rumors in the Rong Kingdom weren't spread with your approval!"
From his lofty position, and as Jiang Wang's friend, he offered his "understanding."
Lin Xian glanced at him and asked calmly, "Does Young Master Gao have anything else?"
"I'd gladly be a dog at Jiang Green Sheep's gate." To others, that might