The praises once received had not only disappeared entirely but were replaced with doubts and disappointment surrounding Ji Fu. The Ji Clan had staked their millennia-old treasures on Ji Fu, only to discover he was but an embroidered pillow, a realization that drove the clan members who had waited a lifetime nearly insane.
Doubts, slander, provocation, and even humiliation.
The fallen saint child of the Han Family, however, did not collapse in despair. Instead, he saw the true self in the actions of his clansmen.
It turned out that, in their eyes, he was just a lucky individual who had fortuitously gained heaven's favor. They had not chosen "Ji Fu" to be the Saint King, but rather the bearer of the "Undying Bloodline" to be the Saint King.
It turned out that he had never really known himself. The praises that once seemed deserved, now in retrospect, felt like excessive flattery.
