Yu Shangrong remained calm upon hearing these words. In fact, he felt a sense of superiority. Only weaklings would need help. He, on the other hand, reached the Nine-leaf stage without anyone's help. The masses should be able to clearly see this.
Yu Shangrong stood with his arms crossed as he stared ahead indifferently. He was, naturally, not admiring the scenery. He was in fact thinking about his master's move earlier, creating swords out of anything, and the swordless path. With his mastery of the sword, he should have been able to understand his master's move even if he could not recreate it. His master's move had made him doubt himself greatly.
