The Solitary, Handsome Dragon!

Wang Baole bemoaned how unfair fate was. It left him sighing with exasperation and powerless with regret.

"Just think about it. I, Wang Baole, the Federation President, the Grand Supreme Elder of the Vast Expanse Dao Palace. My whole life, I've worked hard. Everything I've achieved was through my own blood, sweat, and tears. I walked through fire, one step at a time, without anyone's help, like a solitary, handsome dragon, struggling in the jaws of fate, before I got to where I am now!" Wang Baole stood at the entrance of his cave abode, hands behind his back and his face towards the sky, muttering to himself in a despairing voice.

His whole life flashed across his eyes. He remembered the deep sense of loneliness he had felt, in both body and spirit, while he had traveled this solitary path, alone.