Wu Jian was still on cloud nine as he left the arena alongside the other Wu Clansmen. He remembered having people slap him on the back, congratulate him on his victory in the tournament, and tell him how amazing he was all the way back home. Part of him was annoyed. He didn’t get to speak with Wu Meiying or Hou Jingshu because everyone was crowding around him. Another part of him was exalted.
Was this not the recognition he had longed for?
Was this not what he had been striving for?
He was still just a young boy, after all, and what young boy didn’t enjoy being praised?
After returning home, Wu Jian was taken to his father’s residence instead of his own. He split off from Wu Meiying and Hou Jingshu as he followed Father, Mother, and Wu Taohua. Neither Father or Wu Taohua spoke, but Mot
