"Number one on the Hidden Dragon List?"
While Lin Zirui and old master Wu were discussing this, not far behind them, an aged man in a blue robe walked leisurely along, overhearing their conversation.
Looking ahead, he saw the emblem of the Chu Family on a carriage.
His eyes deepened, and he recollected his past, when he was a young man with prodigious talent. Before he was twenty, he had reached the Fourth Grade of cultivation and was in the running to be on the Hidden Dragon List.
Unfortunately, the martial arts techniques that he practiced were too basic. After reaching the Fourth Grade, he had remained stagnant for nearly a decade, all the while watching helplessly as the lesser talented disciples from well-bred families surpassed him.
