Honestly, Zhao Ci truly didn't get it.
The members of the Lingge Waste Group were each a failure in their own unique way.
Some were born with weak dispositions and just muddled through life.
Some had poor Innate talent, so they worked their asses off in secret while projecting the public image of a 'Banshee' slayer.
Others were incredibly driven, yet no matter how hard they tried, they just couldn't succeed at anything.
Zhao Ci found it hard to say which of them had the most tragic lot, but he knew that when it came to personal life, Yang Mo definitely had it the worst. Parents of that... caliber... were a rare find indeed.
What kind of parents spent every waking moment thinking up ways to torment their own children?
Aside from the Tangsi Divine King, Zhao Ci had truly never heard of another case.
"Zhao Ci, take me with you to the Northern Three Prefectures this time!"
