Jiang Hao looked at the person in front of him.
"It seems your progress wasn't just sudden." Hong Yuye observed him. "I thought you were exceptionally talented when you honed your blade intent at the last moment like that and were strong enough to contend with the Master of the East Heavenly Pole."
"Senior, you must be joking." Jiang Hao shook his head. "All I've achieved is due to luck being on my side. Knowing this, I try to keep a low profile, stay cautious, and humble, so that I can survive."
"Where do you get so much sense of crisis?" Hong Yuye asked.
