Inside the Side Hall.
With his "social butterfly" trait, Jiang Zhiming wore a spring-breeze smile, his expression that of someone who had found a kindred spirit.
He had never expected a True Disciple of the Heavenly Derivation Sect to speak so pleasantly.
"Brother Jiang! I truly feel like we're old friends already!" Chu Xingchen said sincerely. "After just this brief conversation, I can't help feeling that someone of your caliber is wasted in the Clearwind Sect!"
Jiang Zhiming waved a hand lightly and said earnestly:
"To receive the sect leader's nurturing and attain an Elder's position is already an exceptional promotion. I dare not hope for anything more."
"As expected of Brother Jiang! Such noble integrity!" Chu Xingchen said admiringly. "My only regret is that we didn't meet sooner."
Jiang Zhiming looked delighted, but still waved his hand modestly.
Praise from different people brought different levels of satisfaction.
If a beggar starving to death on the street praised your outstanding bearing and said you were bound to become a great figure who commanded the winds and clouds, you would certainly suspect he only wanted a little money from you.
But when a business magnate sincerely told you, penniless as you were, that he wished he had met you sooner and that you would surely carve out a world of your own.
You would only think-He's absolutely right!
Different people offered different emotional value. Chu Xingchen was a True Disciple of the Heavenly Derivation Sect who could make the Clearwind Sect's leader swallow defeat.
In Jiang Zhiming's eyes, he was just like that business magnate.
Chen Baiqing sat beside Chu Xingchen, listening to the two men praise each other as she took a careful look at her master.
Then she nodded in realization.
*So that was it... Saying pleasant things could