Pompous As Always

Recently, Yang Jie quieted down as he spent his days in a muddled state. The defeat was so humiliating that he refused to leave his house. He feared being seen by other people.

More importantly, he feared being shamed.

The defeat struck a blow at Yang Jie's confidence, so he couldn't be bothered to maintain his cultivation or his pet beast. Ye Yuzhou had admonished him a few times but that didn't work.

If a person decided to remain in low spirits, even eight horses wouldn't be enough to pull him up from his rut.

Although Ye Yuzhou didn't say it out loud, he thought it was a pity. After all, Yang Jie was his student and a talented prodigy.

If Yang Jie hadn't met Lin Jin or if he had been humbler, perhaps things would turn out differently.

Back then, everyone assumed Yang Jie would fall into a downward spiral. Even the Friar Association was beginning to forget his name.

However, things would always turn around someday.