Look at Tuoba Martial God, he's already so powerful, so famous, but still keeps a low profile and trains every day.
You've only just been recognized, so right now you're the one standing out, you have no idea how many people are watching you.
The nail that sticks out gets hammered—haven't you heard that before?
You really need to remember, don't let success get to your head.
At the very least, you're not even qualified to get cocky yet, got it?
"Got it." Jiang Yanyan nodded obediently, he knew what's what, and knew Wen Yan was truly looking out for him.
He's not like Granny Fox's grandson going through a rebellious phase.
A demon in a rebellious phase, with no one to protect or guide them—one wrong step, and it's a bottomless abyss, no chance at changing course.
He was pretty lucky, met a good person early on who taught him a lot, taught him how to survive, and helped him keep a good heart.
Later, he met a big shot among the demons, and then later, met Wen Yan.
