The sound of congratulations gradually faded away.
In the principal's office, the two sat facing each other at the desk.
Yang Huan sat down, his hands naturally resting on the table, with a smile on his face:
"Even if you can rival and defeat a Grandmaster, in the eyes of others, you are just a Martial Arts youth, considered a genius.
Now, breaking the fourth limit and advancing to a Grandmaster's realm, you are considered to have entered the ranks of high-level martial artists. The term 'strong' surpasses 'genius' and makes people sincerely admire you. This admiration stems from their reverence for Martial Arts, not for you personally.
The weight of the word 'Grandmaster' far surpasses anything of a master status.
Besides, you also broke Elder Zhao's record. They are eager to come to you; it is, after all, human nature. You must get used to it in the future."
"Principal, I understand... But everyone is like a brother; there's no need for that."
