Song Muyang spoke sincerely, with a hint of pleading in his negotiation. He didn't put on airs just because he is a Golden Powerhouse.
Gao Xuan, however, did not like this low posture. Lowering his posture wasn't about pleasing him; it was because Song Muyang considered himself superior, thus putting himself on an equal footing.
The very act of deliberately lowering his posture already indicated Song Muyang's condescending attitude towards Gao Xuan.
Gao Xuan didn't respond to Song Muyang. He lifted his wine glass and took a sip of Gentian Wine.
Song Muyang smiled slightly and said, "Brother, you possess unparalleled talent, and there will be many opportunities in the future. Yunxi will graduate soon, and if you miss this year, there will be no more chances. This time, it's our home field..."
