His promotion to Tier Three had matured his state of mind considerably, but the obsession in his heart hadn't faded in the slightest. In fact, it had only grown stronger.
"Today is the day I wash away my shame."
During the life-or-death crisis of his promotion, it was this obsession to wash away his shame that had kept him alive.
Zhu Xuan withdrew his gaze. His eyes were sharp, and he faintly exuded the same spirited demeanor he had possessed upon entering the assessment.
...
"So that's Zhu Xuan. Wei Yinsuo's student, the one with the Ink Jade Talent."
The top floor of the challenge hall was a ring of sealed rooms. In one of them, Chong Jingtian stood by a window, watching the arena below.
The speaker was a middle-aged man who looked scholarly and easygoing, wearing black-framed glasses. His gaze fell upon Zhu Xuan in the arena, and he couldn't help but nod. "He certainly cuts a dashing figure."
