"Hey, Senior Brother Lianshan, you're so famous now that I don't even dare walk beside you."
Zhi Lianshan's complexion had become much rosier. Though his face still bore traces of illness, he was far better off than during the training journey away from the mountain. "Then you can walk behind me. I happen to be short a lackey."
Zheng Jin immediately clutched his heart. "Senior Brother Lianshan, how could you be so heartless? What happened to sharing riches and honor?"
"Stop fooling around. If you keep it up, everyone on the street will be looking over." He had become somewhat famous lately, and there was no telling whether someone might recognize him. "I'll treat you to spirit wine. Is that enough?"
"Yes, yes, more than enough." Zheng Jin immediately dropped the act. "But now that you've reached the top, some stubborn fools have started digging into why you can cultivate again. Some are even more outrageous, spreading rumors that you secretly siphoned off your younger brother's luck and talent.
Hilarious.
Zhi Lianshui was still sitting perfectly well on the Prodigies Ranking. Only ugly people make trouble with sour words!"
Zhi Lianshan said with some amusement, "It isn't as though it can't be made public. I'm simply afraid... you know how certain Aristocratic Clans, for the sake of their outstanding young members, sometimes resort to crooked tricks."
He himself had suffered from that before. Even if he were sent back to the moment when he had once left the Zhi Household, he might not necessarily have succeeded in entering the Dao. In the end, it was nothing more than opportunity, fortune, and the courage to smash the cauldrons and sink the boats.
"You're the only one kind enough to think that way. Believe it or not, even if you told them