But the Huangfu Jingchen before him had a candid expression, and his eyes were sincere. As he looked into them, he saw straight to the bottom.
There was a sense of pride, a bit of arrogance, and yet, there was also a sense of calmness and directness.
Huangfu Yuxuan felt a sense of mockery rise in his heart, thinking that someone from a small place was indeed from a small place. Even though they were both Imperial Grandsons, his vision and scope were much narrower.
Such a person, no matter how genteel and handsome, with an aura of a dragon or phoenix; no matter how talented, able to eloquently express himself; no matter how outstanding, standing out like a crane among chickens, what use was it?
The Capital City never lacked outstanding talent.
And a person too outstanding, like a tree that stands out in the forest, would surely be toppled by the wind.
