"Brother Jiang's presence... has disappeared for nearly half a day... seems like still unable to tackle those four Leaders of the Strange People..."
Within the gray Sky, layers of dark mist tumbled and jostled, a dignified figure was sitting on a stone chair, with a deep gaze, then looking again at the shadowy figures gathering on the mountain path below, where some even began to push and scold each other, yet showed extreme respect for him sitting at the mountaintop.
This is a group of cowards.
They are the weakest in the Sky.
The cowards have not completely lost their courage.
On the contrary, when they face weaker existences, their courage swells immensely, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, just like the group of cowards below hitting and scolding others who are weaker.
Yet, they collectively show absolute respect to the strong, surviviving by clinging to them, flattering and fawning, coming together in worship.
