Failure begins the moment you give up, and that wasn't in Zhao Guang's character.
"State your reasons." Zhao Tianlong's expression remained unreadable.
"I have only just arrived at the Dao Guang Hall. I need to prove myself," Zhao Guang said, his tone measured and serious.
"Oh? Are you asking me to back you up?" Zhao Tianlong said lightly.
Zhao Guang hurriedly bowed. "I wouldn't dare. While the Dao Guang Hall is full of outstanding talents, I am confident I can carve out a place for myself. I have also prepared for the Hundred Treasures Hall Meeting. However, the faction led by Ning Zhiyuan has invited Ancestor Master Ma to support them. All I ask for is a fair fight!"
"Raise your head!" Zhao Tianlong's voice grew louder.
Zhao Guang raised his head, his gaze firm as he looked directly at Zhao Tianlong.
After a moment, Zhao Tianlong nodded. "I will give you this chance. But do not disappoint me."
"I understand!"
