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At that moment, Sun Moon City Lord Hou Hanyang and a group of kings were standing there. They wore kind expressions as they watched Xia Ping approach, as if he were one of their own juniors.
"Congratulations on winning the championship. As expected, a hero emerges in youth. The future of humanity will depend on young people like you." Hou Hanyang smiled faintly at Xia Ping.
Xia Ping stepped forward and said modestly, "No, no, I was just lucky. Compared to you seniors, I'm nothing. If it weren't for the kings' tremendous efforts and sacrifices in carving out a future in the Cloud Sky Realm and winning us a peaceful world, how could humanity enjoy the peaceful, prosperous lives we have today?"
"All my achievements are thanks to you seniors."
He wore an air of righteous sincerity.
The nearby reporters felt a little sick watching this. What a phony! This kid was far too fake. He hadn't been nearly so humble earlier; in fact, he'd been downright arrogant.
Now that he was in front of the kings, he was shamelessly sucking up to them, with not a shred of integrity. It was disgraceful!
How could this guy have such a thick skin? Didn't he know the meaning of shame?!
"Very good, very good. With talent like yours, and such modesty, how could you fail to achieve great things?" Hou Hanyang chuckled, his opinion of Xia Ping improving further. This was a fine young man, well worth nurturing.
The other kings nodded too, quite pleased. It was rare to see such a humble junior. Even after winning the tournament, he hadn't grown conceited. That was truly uncommon.
*What a liar! He's a fraud! Don't let