That was unmistakably a bloodbath!

Seventy years ago and even until today,

there had never been such an exaggerated example.

On every long road she had traveled, each step had been paved with adversaries—either she stepped on cold corpses or she sacrificed a lifetime's reputation and accomplishments, without exception.

Why did she dare look down on everyone during the association meetings?

Was it because of her unsurpassed theory? Her abundant accomplishments? Or perhaps her lofty status?

None of the above.

There was only one reason, because the number of craftsmen who had died by her hand outmatched those present…

Now, Ye Xian liked to talk sense, not because she had grown old, but because those who didn't talk sense to her had already died out.

"She has already set out on her own path, steadily moving forward. The numerous others are insignificant, and even if there are countless other unique secrets before her, she can't be bothered to take another look," Kong Qingyan said slowly, "Because as long as you find the path that belongs to you, you're already standing at the Grandmaster's doorstep."

Everyone who had lost to her also didn't dare to object any longer, whether bowing their heads or grinding their teeth in endurance.

Even more so, they took it as an honor.

Lou Feng stood dazedly for a long while, then lost his voice, "This is also..."

"Too crazy, right?"

Kong Qingyan chuckled, "She emerged from such a treacherous path, mediocre people were never in her eyes, and her students are the same. They seem modest and amiable, kind to others, but in reality, they are cast from the same mold as her, even more lawless than she is."

Turning to her own student, she asked, "Facing such an opponent, competing on the same stage, do you dare to fight?"

Lou Feng remained silent, not responding.

Nor did he need to.

They all knew the answer. It had happened once already, and not just once.

At life-or-death moments, the desperate acts, how could a pampered young master and a mad dog who gambled with his life at every turn possibly be the same?

"I..."

Lou Feng instinctively opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, "I..."

Kong Qingyan looked over.

This time, he didn't avoid his teacher's gaze. His face turned red, gripping his knees tightly, trying to speak. But in the end, he saw his teacher's smile.

So pleasant.

"Whether you're filled with jealousy or indignation, it doesn't matter. Being unwilling to be beneath others is the True Essence of Embers. Whenever you can calmly accept reality, that's when you're truly dead as a craftsman."

She nodded in satisfaction, then her smile vanished, leaving no warmth behind, "Starting from today, apart from theoretical lessons, all your supplies will be stopped.

I'll talk to the Lou Family about this.

If you still want to improve, then go and fight for it yourself!"

Her final smile disregarded her student's shock and confusion, telling him, "If you're unwilling to settle for the quiet life of a house dog, then go see what it's like to live as a stray.

Let me, your teacher, see what kind of future you can fight for."

Lou Feng, sleepless through the night.

Even now, sitting in the car, he couldn't clearly say whether he was acting out of desperation or if he still wanted to measure up against that bastard Ji Jue.

At this moment, amidst the growing unease and confusion, he subconsciously looked towards Ji Jue beside him for answers. Yet the seat beside him was already empty.

Only through the familiar beats of the DJ did he realize that in his momentary daze, Ji Jue had already integrated into the crowd, fist-bumping and blending in.

Amidst the rowdy atmosphere, Ji Xue slapped his shoulder carefreely without any pretense, "...we're all so familiar now, so I'll call you Xiao Ji from now on!"

Ji Jue laughed, unfazed and rather curiously looked at her, "Won't that get confusing?"

Ji Xue was taken aback, then glared and elbowed someone amid the laughter of the crowd.

Ji Liu, who sat in front of Tong Shan, laughed especially loudly, "Hahaha, you can call her Xiao Ji, I'm her brother, just call me Big Ji!"

The laughter grew even louder, and even Tong Shan let out a chuckle.

Only Lou Feng was dumbfounded.

Reality is cruel, but perhaps reality is even more cruel, and somewhat vulgar... can you all please not be any dirtier!

Lou Feng let out a silent sigh to the skies, missing the workshop and his teacher like never before.

Life away from home felt so helpless.

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