A Direct Disciple of the Sage of Letters? Not Worth Half a Sentence from Me

The prodigies of Lizhu Cave Heaven rise one after another. Su Jingchen, a direct disciple of the Literary Sage, is peerless in grace and talent, adored by countless people across the land. He considers himself invincible for his age and looks down on those born into humble families.

Everyone reveres the teachings of the sages and honors the established families. Only the young Lin Yan views the world with cold eyes, possessing the extraordinary ability to see into people’s hearts.

You speak of sage-like propriety? I expose your hypocritical self-interest.

You use your family background to bully others? One sentence from me shatters your pride.

No matter how illustrious your literary lineage or how deeply you inherit a sage’s legacy, face to face with my every word of truth, you’ll still lose all dignity and have nowhere to hide.

Across the vast lands of Sword of Coming, countless prodigies bow their heads. However noble your birth, in the end it can’t measure up to half a sentence of my truth.