133 Long-Drawn Grudges. Mercy for Four

"These so-called experts of the martial arts world, they need not be mysterious and elusive, or even look and sound exactly like were, or even act the part, once they have found a little fame."

Ling Xiaozui looked at Yun Yang as he said, "Always remember, if a person can’t be himself, then there isn’t much meaning even if he has any higher achievement. At least, it rings true to this person’s being!"

Yun Yang repeated his words several times in his heart, immediately won over by their wisdom.

If a person can’t be himself, then there isn’t much meaning even if he has any higher achievement.

Sweat seeped profusely and drenched Lao Mei and Fang Mofei’s clothes as they listened, feeling Ling Xiaozui’s words being etched into the deepest part of their soul like the resonating ringing of early morning bells.