Folding the newspaper and placing it between his arms, Rocky took the lesson that Vladimir was trying to teach him with a gracious bow.
"I'll keep your wise words in mind…" he said, as Vladimir nodded but responded with no other words.
Since he was recovering his breath, Vladimir did not continue making small talk and instead just kept staring intently towards Rocky, who seemed to be deeply lost in thought.
Rocky had always known that sooner or later his fame would spread throughout the tower as such was the fate of all champions, however he did not expect that day to come so soon.
If he were honest with himself, he didn't feel as though he had achieved anything truly significant in his ascent through the tower.
He still felt unprepared to be swarmed and recognized by the ordinary people living on each floor during every raid he undertook and hence he felt like the fame he was getting was a bad thing rather than a good one.
