Calamity

Those who always treated others like fools were often the biggest fools themselves.

Who said Feng Ming was stupid?

When Chi Lu said that a man like Yu Songhai shouldn't be beneath Feng Ming, Jiang Wang's pride ran deep enough that he had to agree.

He had never looked down on Feng Ming, but he couldn't deny that he had never truly thought Feng Ming was capable of much. Like everyone else, he had underestimated him.

He had led Feng Ming around the Azure Cloud Pavilion every day, thinking he had pulled the wool over his eyes. But Feng Ming had suspected from the start that he had an ulterior motive. He had simply kept quiet.

Jiang Wang had been playing along with Feng Ming. But hadn't Feng Ming been acting for him, too?

Now, with just one sentence, Feng Ming had struck at the heart of the matter. Jiang Wang could no longer ignore him. He had to acknowledge his worth.

"There's been a commotion outside for a long time. You only came over now, so I'm guessing you went to the Grand Ancestral Hall to look for something. You searched the Sect Master Tower, too? And didn't find it, right?" Feng Ming said quietly.

No wonder they said, "To understand others is wisdom; to understand oneself is clarity."

How difficult it was to know oneself, and how difficult it was to know others!

Jiang Wang reflected on this, then gazed toward the front mountain.

They were on the back mountain, but the sounds of fighting before the Mountain Gate had gradually spread to them.

That meant the Azure Cloud Pavilion's defenders had lost heart and were being driven back, again and again.

"There isn't much time," he reminded Feng Ming, turning his gaze back.

"Fewer than ten people