A Hundred Years of Resentment
Even the wind became distant.
"Ever since I was born, I have been the center of attention. Among my peers, I have never tasted defeat. At the Eternal Principle Summit, I, who was the center of attention, had a chance of winning."
Gareth's fingers tightened.
The memory clearly remained vivid even after all these years.
He could still remember the cheers.
The gazes.
The expectations.
Back then, he had believed the world belonged to him.
He had believed that his path would continue upward without end.
But then—
Leon's Teacher had appeared.
"However, I didn't expect your teacher, Cultivator Zeon, to soar into the sky and defeat me with the might of a celestial. From then on, he suppressed me for hundreds of years, making me unable to raise my head."
His voice became bitter.
The smile disappeared from his face.
"For hundreds of years, I watched him rise higher and higher."
Gareth's red eyes flickered.
