Feiyu was stunned.
He had never seen Third Young Master like this. In his heart, the name Jun Huang was synonymous with supreme confidence and pride, as well as an undaunted and indomitable spirit that seemed immune to any attack.
But now, even though the man in front of him was still smiling and refusing to bow his head, Feiyu could not help but feel his profound vulnerability.
He had never seen a man, so arrogantly strong, yet so fragile and miserable.
"Third Young Master..." He did not know how to comfort him, he just felt sad.
If even Third Young Master was powerless to change circumstances, how could he help him?
"Feiyu, I now understand the saying 'human nature is inherently base'. The tighter you hold on, the more you lose; the more you lose, the more you desire; but the more you desire, the harder it is to obtain; the harder it is to obtain, the crazier you become ... see, this is true debasement to the very core."
