The golden barrier continued to shrink.
In just a few breaths, it had already shrunk to the size of a room.
The slender ghost shadow lay on the ground quietly, like a defeated warrior.
His aura had withered to the extreme.
Previously, when he had hit the golden barrier, it seemed to have left many scars on his body.
"President Li."
"I told you."
"You can trust my strength."
Or.
Since his birth, he has been accompanied by the name of a genius.
Be it academics, socializing, sports, etc.
Or doesn't even need to spend effort to learn and practice on purpose.
He just needs to do it, and he will always be number one.
This talent made him grow amidst the praise and astonishment of others.
It also made the young Or feel increasingly bored as his vanity was greatly satisfied.
For what he was doing was just a simple task.
The reason why others praised him was just that they were too foolish.
And he,
Or,
was nothing more than a crane standing among the chickens.
