The expression on his face was indescribably complex.
Everyone rushed forward to comfort him.
Liu Yusen offered his consolation, "Actually, you don't have to feel too bad about how badly you were defeated, I think Lin Yuan's strength might not have been on the same level as ours right from the start. You've got to understand, there are some people's existence that we simply can't catch up to, they're born to be looked up to..."
"No... I'm not sad..."
Zhan Shaoning clenched his fists, showing a bewildered look on his face.
During the healing process, he hadn't lost consciousness. The two hours had been enough for him to thoroughly reflect on the staggering difference between them.
He suddenly felt that submitting to this peer of his might not be so shameful after all.
For the time being, he was only a classmate, but once Lin Yuan became a Martial Venerable, a Martial Ancestor... probably everyone would envy his foresight.
But what perplexed him even more was...
