It was that sort of...
Utterly helpless feeling!
You clearly had a wealth of learning, but faced with someone like this... "reckless brute" no longer described him. He ought to be called a completely brainless, completely obedient robot...
There really wasn't a single opening.
It was like...
Smart people could bully fools, fools could bully idiots, and idiots could beat smart people senseless.
All things nurtured and countered one another.
There was simply nothing you could do. You were utterly at his mercy.
"..."
"I just... I really almost died just now."
"That guy was trying to kill me."
Yu Mo panted heavily as he stumbled over to the tea table and gulped down some tea. Only then did he feel alive again.
"Idiots just like doing that."
"He almost beat me to death before too... six times."
By comparison, Confucian Scholar seemed quite experienced, speaking with a chuckle.
"Huh?"
Yu Mo was instantly awestruck. He gave Confucian Scholar an astonished look. "You're both taboos of Sin City, so why are you so weak?"
"I don't know..."
"I've been like this for as long as I can remember."
"So this damned dream was wrong to begin with!!!"
"Maybe I wanted to leave myself some room to improve."
Looking somewhat melancholy, Confucian Scholar raised his head, looked at the sky, and let out a long sigh.
Yu Mo remained expressionless at that. He turned to Sun Wen. "On your end..."
"I told Boss Yu about my ninth skill. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left."
Sun Wen sighed as he spoke.
Yu Mo's expression shifted slightly. "You told him? If you told him, would he have left? Would I still be alive?"
Yu Mo found it hard to believe.
Sun Wen gave a bitter grin. "I fudged it a little. Most of it