"I'm telling you, it's only because my Brother Min isn't here. Otherwise, could Ximing City have fallen? He'd have led troops to reinforce it long ago. It's just that Uncle is the only one presiding over the overall situation at Huyang Pass right now, so he can't rashly split off forces to go... Ah!"
"Yes, yes, Young Master Chu Min's name is thunder in my ears. One of the top eight in the Yellow River Assembly's Inner Palace Arena—the pride of us Xia Kingdom folk! But if you ask me, Young Master Jade Dragon is only behind him in age. Give it a few more years, and who knows whose name will ring louder!"
"Hmph, hmph. The Yellow River Assembly..."
"Back then, my family had wanted to send me to study with the Mohist School. But I personally preferred the Confucian School, so I went to Evening Drum Academy instead... Not that I'm saying anything, Brother Zhang, but a person ought to read more books and make more friends. If all you know is risking your life on the battlefield, your prospects will ultimately be limited. When you climb higher in the future, you'll understand. Bottlenecks are everywhere!"
"Ah, isn't that the truth? These past few years in the army, I've found things increasingly difficult! It's just that I don't have the talent of Young Master Jade Dragon, and I don't even know where to begin learning. Does Young Master Jade Dragon have any advice?"
The two chatted like this for quite some time.
To Chu Jade Dragon, it was as though he had found a kindred spirit in life!
How could there be someone in this world who understood him so well?
He grasped every unspoken note and understood every meaning left unfinished. Every sentence struck right