"I'm no match for you?" Golden Toad True Person burst into laughter, as though he had heard some idiotic joke.
"What an outrageous joke! One word of praise, and you actually think you're something special. Junior, do you really think being able to hurt me means you've defeated me, beaten me? You're far too arrogant! A wet-behind-the-ears brat like you does nothing but charge headlong on the strength of his talent. How could someone like you understand what true strength means?"
"No, you're wrong," Fang Qianyuan said. "Golden Toad True Person, all you see is other people's foundations and talent, geniuses and mediocrities. You're the one who doesn't understand true strength..."
"You have only its outward shape, not the heart of the strong..."
Fang Qianyuan's voice gradually faded, until no one knew what he said at the end.
Yet Golden Toad True Person distinctly saw that figure, his black robes snapping in the wind, suddenly seem to tower immeasurably high.
Golden Toad True Person's pupils abruptly contracted, and he fixed a deadly stare on him.
For some reason, although Fang Qianyuan bore little resemblance to Jiang Yunfeng, he unmistakably revealed something of Jiang Yunfeng's shadow.
That man who had once brought him pain and humiliation...
That man who could not be defeated...
That man whose very thought filled him with fear...
A trickle of cold sweat slipped unwittingly down Golden Toad True Person's forehead.
"I don't understand, but you do? Utterly absurd!"
Golden Toad True Person was so furious that he laughed.
Fang Qianyuan remained cold as frost, unmoved.
He did not think an established veteran like Golden Toad True Person would admit defeat so quickly. Their exchanges so far had indeed been back and forth, with no clear outcome.
What trump cards or fallback measures Golden Toad True Person