Fantasy: the Prince Who Counterattacks, I Can Refine All Things

The young man's face was ashen and he said nothing. The people on the high platform were humiliating his recently deceased father and mother, but he had no way to fight back. Everyone in the audience burst into laughter, and some even clapped their hands. But the young man was sitting among the people, clenching his hands and trembling with anger! Now he can only endure it silently! He has to endure it! He wants to wait! He wanted to pay back the humiliation doubled today! "I must win!" … This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.