So Small and So Obedient

The "little lost puppy" felt that he had found the right place. His physical ability, which he had been proud of, had taken a beating, and whatever pride he'd had had been completely wiped clean. People who only found out about Mazhou's competitions through word of mouth or through online files would never understand what rationality was. Now he felt that all that exaggerated bragging by others in the past was normal. Hadn't that just been a "Stranger B"? Then there would surely be even more impressive strangers, or perhaps the person had been keeping a low profile and wasn't used to competition, and thus he didn't belong to the competing category.

A harsh reality was indeed the most painful, and Fang Zhao, the one who had given him the harsh wake-up call, simply didn't know that when the symphony orchestra in his head had been surging with momentum, someone had been beaten into submission in the chilly night.