On Monday morning, Yu Fei went to school.
It had been a week since he'd last been to school, and stepping back onto campus, he felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity.
Ever since he had easily defeated Ye Feng in the martial arts tournament to become the number one sophomore in Tianning County, his fame had skyrocketed. Even some of his classmates were a bit more polite when they spoke to him.
Most people in the world are ordinary, easily swayed by fame.
This was perfectly normal. "Neither servile nor overbearing" was a simple phrase, but very few ordinary people could embody it their entire lives.
A Martial Artist cultivates their willpower. As long as they persisted, they were bound to achieve something.
He had arrived early, so there were only a few people on the training grounds.
The sky was a deep, uniform blue, and the streetlights were still on. The morning star hung high in the celestial expanse, its faint light shining down on those striving for their dreams.
