At that moment, Wen Jiaren smiled lightly, "It's no coincidence that I can stand here."
"Back then, when I was learning from my teacher in prison, I could only hide in the bathroom at midnight to study secretly, not daring to turn on the light, only using a candle, and sleeping for no more than three hours a day."
"The days in prison were truly harsh, so harsh that I still don't dare to recall them. I told myself then, Wen Jiaren, your destiny is poor; if you want to turn your fate around, you need to put in a hundred times more effort than others, or you will always live in the mud, at others' mercy."
The crowd was silent, initially eager to see how Wen Jiaren would confront Ye Jiaren, but now they listened intently to Wen Jiaren's words and her situation at the time, gradually captivated by her emotions.
"Counting from the day I officially apprenticed into the Xuanxue World, it's been no more than five years, and if I calculated earnestly, it would be just over four years."
