"Tell me, my grandson, how did you manage to master two sage techniques and a great sage technique in just three days?" Adriana couldn't wrap her head around Sam's incredible talent.
She assumed there must be some method or trick involved because, frankly, it seemed impossible.
Even the most talented and genius cultivators in the realm would find it nearly impossible to achieve such a feat—unless they possessed some special methods or an innate ability related to comprehension.
"I didn't do anything special. It's all just my talent," Sam replied with an innocent smile. His tone wasn't arrogant, and he seemed to be telling the truth, the whole truth.
However, to some cultivators in the room, he came across as arrogant and prideful.
What could they say to refute his arrogance? After all, he had just proven that he had what it takes to back up his pride. Moreover, he had mastered three sage-grade techniques in just three days.
