Qian Jun's voice was soft, devoid of killing intent or cruelty. Yet, anyone could easily detect the sheer disdain he held for Xu Ke, along with a lofty arrogance in his tone.
How could an ordinary person from Shan City possibly compare to a genius like him, born into a Martial Path family and accustomed to cutting a swath through all obstacles alongside a chosen one like Wong Ting? Clearly, it's impossible. From his very bones, Qian Jun looked down on Xu Ke! A different origin meant a different destiny. He, Qian Jun, believed he could reach the pinnacle of the world. Xu Ke is just a stumbling block on his long road to the summit. In his eyes, the best Xu Ke could ever do was engage in petty squabbles within Tianhai's small pond. How could a sparrow understand the ambition of a swan? Their visions are different, so their realms are inevitably different too. Xu Ke isn't qualified to stand on the same competitive platform as him.
