I Can See Your Combat Power

: : Arrogant

Although he had only seen Xiao Jinlin once, Tang Luo was filled with trepidation for this strong man from Xiling. Such a man could not be persuaded through discussion. Regardless of how the Tang Clan painted a rosy picture, if the guarantee of their plan was to sacrifice the future of the Xiao Family, Tang Luo believed that Xiao Jinlin would flip the table.

The Xiao Family was not like the Tang Clan. They had exhausted all of their resources to nurture a genius like Xiao Ziyu. In terms of importance, Xiao Ziyu’s value even exceeded that of the young clan leader, Xiao Qi, even though Xiao Qi was already one of the formidable handlers in the Fierce Realm of Xiling.

Frankly speaking, if Tang Luo died, the Tang Clan still had backup clan descendants, while the Xiao Family didn’t.

It was only because Tang Luo was now at the heart of the clan and outshining everyone else, which made it seem like the Tang Clan had only him as a prodigy. But in reality?

In Tang Zuo’s Dark Thunder Hall alone, there were prodigies like Tang Qingshan. Not to mention the Martial Hall?

Although North Mountain Sect only gathered second-rate talents from the clan, the top ones, like Tang Yao, were no less promising than any other prodigies.

The same was true for the Mi Clan. After Mi Chu died, there would be a substitute who was fully nurtured by the Mi Clan. This was the difference between a powerful clan and an ordinary one.

Let alone a prodigy from the younger generation dying today, even if the Clan Leader, Sect Head, Head died, the clan would still find substitutes. This was the tenacity brought by elite education.

This only applied to the Tang and Mi Clans. The Xiao family, which had Xiao Jinlin, was indeed a top powerhouse but still distanced from the aristocrats. However, if Xiao Ziyu could rise, the Xiao Family would have the military power to expand. That’s why Xiao Jinlin had put all his efforts in recent years on helping Xiao Ziyu collect different kinds of fires.

Sacrificing Xiao Ziyu to help the Tang Clan defeat the Mi Clan was as unrealistic as asking the smaller of two collaborating factories to sell their factory buildings and give the money to the other factory.

Seeing Tang Luo’s incredulous look, the sector head and Minister Luo glanced at each other and couldn’t help smiling.

A youngster who could resist any form of persuasion was unheard of in decades!

“In the more than 30 years I’ve been in charge of the sect, this is the first time I’ve met a youngster who keeps questioning everything about the job he’s taken on,” Tang Zu, the sect master, said with a wry smile and shook his head: “And this youngster keeps accomplishing big things and no clan law can be imposed on him. It’s really annoying, isn’t it, Minister?”

Even a top-notch clan elder facing the order from Tang Zu, the head of the sect, had no choice but to obey. That was the efficient style of the Tang Clan. But this efficient style seemed completely ineffective with Tang Luo.

That was because he had his own views and understanding of every single task and even negotiation, just like when he faced that Blood God in the Minor Spiritual Realm once. In everyone’s eyes, since Tang Luo had the ability to intimidate the other party, why did he have to make a roundabout deal with Ji Fu?

But even when confronting the patron of the Tang Clan, and facing repeated requests and commands from the sect head, Tang Luo remained unyieldingly steadfast. At that time, Tang Zu had already felt that Tang Luo was different from the ordinary clansmen.

This difference was not about talent, but something deeper within.

Every clan has had members who are unruly and feel they can’t fit into the clan, thinking that those above them are all fossils, decaying and incompetent;

They believe that what they have achieved now far surpasses all the predecessors of the clan throughout history, and that they are almost on par with saints.

The saying goes that “when the time comes, the earth will exert force with you. When the luck goes, even heroes are helpless.” In the grounds managed by a clan for hundreds or thousands of years, no matter what you want to do, there are countless old people you can rely on. The success of everything is so smooth, like the course of a river, that it even gives people a feeling that there’s nothing they can’t achieve as long as they want to.

In such recognition, the sons and daughters often become extremely arrogant, but the root cause is just that after hundreds or thousands of years of operation, some powerful clans have turned their homeland into their main stage, making every excellent sibling feel like a protagonist.

Because once they have overcome the competition within the clan, they will find a path straight to the sky, and constant success will mistakenly make them believe that everything they have achieved today is all due to them.

These so-called invincible beliefs and saintly personas are nothing more than a self-assuredness of standing on the shoulders of the clan. This kind of outstanding and unruly clan member appears every few years, is not rare at all.

After observing Tang Luo’s life carefully, Tang Zu always thought that Tang Luo was an unruly and aloof son, but after two interactions, he suddenly felt that this description was not accurate.

Tang Luo was not unruly, nor was he aloof, it was just that his thinking and way of viewing things were inherently different from most of the clansmen.

For most ordinary people in the world, conformity is a natural instinct; as long as they go with the flow, they fit in. They blend into the crowd, no different from ordinary people. But there are always some people who, because of their innate uniqueness, don’t fit in naturally.

And those mediocre people who see this non-conformist person will feel uneasy and uncomfortable, even pointing fingers.

“What’s so great about him?”

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“His personality is aloof and hard to get along with.”

“This kid is defiant and unruly. He’ll never achieve anything great.”

The mediocre ones united to put pressure on the “unruly ones” with these words, trying to assimilate them and bring them back. That’s why ever since ancient times, “non-conformists” have been lonely and in pain.

Most people don’t need to put in the effort to fit in; in fact, it’s just their innate mediocrity that allows them to “fit in” so easily.

But these innately different people have to sacrifice themselves to fit in, they become quiet, not talkative; they have to hide themselves to blend in with the crowd.

They continue to wrap themselves in lies, put on layers of masks, some of which make people think that they are really good natured and easy to get along with.

Due to limited life experience and understanding, when the non-conformists soften their sharp edges and return to the clan, they open their arms and say, “It’s good to come back, it’s good to come back.”

But they forget that these non-compliant ones who hid themselves didn’t even want to talk anymore. What love do you expect them to have for the world? What contribution do you expect them to make for the clan? It’s good not to retaliate!

So every time non-conformists integrate back into society, they become mediocre.

Perhaps, only the extremely obsessed can survive and finally shine with their own brilliance.

In Tang Zu’s eyes, Tang Luo was an extremely obsessed example, a genius who was skeptical about everything.

So Minister Tang Feng looked at Tang Luo and could only shake his head at Tang Zu, saying, “In my opinion, Sect Head, if you still don’t clarify this matter, our Minister Luo will not accept this task.”