This was one of the most conspicuous Martial Arts geniuses of the last era, who suddenly disappeared from the public eye one day, and no one knew that he had died here, nameless and uncelebrated.
Ji Jingqiu felt somewhat sorrowful.
The man lying in the grave was also once a vibrant and ambitious Martial Arts genius.
He abandoned a bright future and embarked on an upstream journey, ultimately falling halfway through.
Where are there so many examples of going against the current and reaching the end? Falling by the wayside is the norm for humanity.
Ji Jingqiu suddenly recalled what Master Yang once told him—don't try to be a hero.
It seems that at some point, a hero is no longer a term with positive connotations; it is viewed as a tool of power, a stigmatized word...
Am I a hero myself?
Ji Jingqiu shook his head.
Right now, he merely feels that with the ability to do something, perhaps one should not choose silence.
