Qi Kingdom, Wang Family.
Inside a pavilion at Wang Residence, an old man and a young man were playing chess. A beautiful middle-aged woman in a plain blue cloth dress stood nearby, her arms pressed tightly to her sides, her shoulders and neck drawn in slightly. She suppressed the sound of her breathing while desperately maintaining an appearance of calm.
Wang Jinglong suddenly reached out and shoved the pieces on the board into disarray, then chuckled. "Did you see the comments on the Discourse Ranking? From beginning to end, not a single person criticized me! The old man's image still stands tall. If it had been you, who knew how those little brats would have spun it? Ah, that's the gap between us."
Fang Yun rolled his eyes at Wang Jinglong. "Next time you lose, I suggest finding a better excuse."
"You're only bullying this old man because my old injuries haven't healed. Otherwise, how could I possibly lose to you?" Wang Jinglong rose, clasped his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky with an air of there being none beneath Heaven but himself.
"Don't think I don't know your injuries have healed!" Fang Yun said irritably.
Wang Jinglong hurriedly turned back. "How did you know?"
In that instant, a strange divine light flashed through Wang Jinglong's eyes, like a sharp sword vanishing in a flash.
"I'm at the peak of Half-Sage." Fang Yun looked calmly at Wang Jinglong.
"But I've cultivated longer!" Wang Jinglong said.
"I'm at the peak of Half-Sage."
"I've been through countless battles!"
"I'm at the peak of Half-Sage."
"I've visited innumerable Ancient Lands."
"I'm at the peak of Half-Sage."
"My disciples and their disciples are spread throughout the world."
"I'm at the peak of Half-Sage."
"I..." Wang Jinglong suddenly stopped and turned