Yun Qianli was first stunned when she heard Yun Chujiu’s words. Then, she sneered and said,
“What you said is quite simple. If You’re Hungry, you eat? If you’re Sleepy, you sleep? In this world, the strong are respected. If you don’t fight for it, not to mention glory, even living is difficult.
“Yun Qianyi, I’m different from you. I can’t accept mediocrity. So, no matter how much I give, I have to become stronger.”
Yun Chujiu’s tone was still lazy. “Then aren’t you tired?”
“Tired? The weak have no right to say that I’m tired. If it weren’t for my hard work in cultivation, do you think I would be able to stand firm in the Yun Family?”?
“When I first returned to the Yun family of the Sacred Mountain, everyone’s eyes were on their heads. No one paid any attention to me.
“But when I became stronger, they could only look up to me.”