Xie Daoqing's brows knitted tightly.
Duan Chongfang was trapped in a cage, and he was the one in control. So why had Duan Chongfang remained relaxed and cheerful throughout their conversation, while he kept hesitating, afraid to act?
Faced with the chance to defeat Duan Chongfang, the best of their generation, and reach the pinnacle of his life, Xie Daoqing wavered.
"Damn it! Why am I hesitating again?! Am I really incapable of making the right choice?!"
Xie Daoqing clenched his fists, nightmare-like memories flashing through his mind.
In everyone else's eyes, he was Western Glory's best student of his year, a supreme talent among the Wolf Cards, someone everyone envied.
But at home, he was merely a son who received little attention.
No matter how well he performed or how hard he worked, even after becoming Western Glory's top student, he could never win the favor of his father, Xie Nanyun.
His father always valued his younger brother, Xie Daozhen, who had never appeared in public. His father had also said repeatedly that the Xie Family's businesses would go to that damned younger brother. He would receive only a share of the money and live as a wealthy gentleman.
A wealthy gentleman?
At that thought, Xie Daoqing gave a contemptuous smile.
How could being a wealthy gentleman be the ultimate ambition of a prodigy from Western Glory?
He had once asked his father, Xie Nanyun, exactly how he fell short of his younger brother, Xie Daozhen. Xie Nanyun's answer had been simple, just one sentence:
"Your ability to make decisions when faced with major events."
To Xie Daoqing, that statement was far too vague.
What counted as a major event? What did decision-making ability even mean? It was all obscure nonsense.
Nothing more than an excuse to favor his