1. In the eyes of everyone, Xiao Linfeng is as gentle as jade, an impeccable gentleman, and a good senior fellow student of the same family. Even though he is a little dignified and distant, it is not harmful, he is just a reserved gentleman. But he himself knew what kind of cold and corrupt soul lay beneath that gentle appearance. The wind blade and frost blade of his childhood had entangled him tightly for so many years, and now they were still like ghosts buried deep underground, never seen, gnawing at his soul and turning him into a hateful face. He yearned for the warmth of the world and hated the heat of the light. And the few human touches he had were all given to his senior brother, the upright, old-fashioned senior brother who shouldered heavy responsibilities.
2. Chu Mingzheng doesn't like this second senior brother who has a good reputation.
First, he has his own persistence in cultivating Taoism. A sword's path should be pure, expert, and indomitable. In his opinion, Xiao Linfeng not only did not focus on cultivation, but instead indulged in flashy reputation and communication. Since the Tao is different, they do not conspire with each other.
Secondly, he disliked pretentiousness and hypocrisy the most in his life. The gentle smile on Xiao Linfeng's face, like a mask, was the most annoying. In his opinion, everything Xiao Linfeng did was wrong with his words and deeds.
The third and most important point was that Xiao Linfeng gave him a cold look first. Chu Mingzheng is not a person who likes to flatter people, but he has always had a dazzling family background and outstanding talents. It is rare for anyone to neglect him like this. When facing others, no matter what he thinks in his heart, Xiao Linfeng always has a graceful smile on his face. However, when facing him, he can only be careless and perfunctory, as if he doesn't even look at him.
3. In the illusion, outside the Three Realms, Chu Mingzheng saw clearly for the first time the hideous face of pain and twisted hatred under his senior brother's mask. He should have sneered and said, "I knew it was so", but why was it not happiness that flashed in his heart, but sadness? His pain was so real, so real that I wished it was an illusion. I hate you until the end, and I find that I just hate you and can't love me.
Purpose: Break through prejudice and redeem yourself