Seeing Zheng Poyue say this, Zhang San suddenly laughed.
He stood up, flexed his wrists, tore a strip of cloth from his clothes, and wrapped it around his hand with the split tiger's mouth and the Horizontal Blade.
"Zheng Poyue! You people from the great clans, with your insights, resources, and opportunities, to be honest, I am very envious. But I also have to say, there's one thing about you that's not so good..."
As he spoke, Zhang San shook his head and curled his lip, "You always think that in this world, only you have the most insight, only you have the most resources, only you have the opportunities to obtain what others can't!"
"You are human, we are too! If you can become stronger, so can we!"
"Those who see themselves as above others will inevitably be swept up by the common dust, to fall into the grit, their pride shattered!"
"Today, let me, Zhang San, show you, Zheng Poyue, what it means to be a 'double core true man'!"
