As soon as Shen Xian heard him, he knew the inferiority complex at the heart of Zhang Meng had kicked in again. He slapped the table and stood up decisively.
"Zhang Meng!"
"Uh? Yes!"
Zhang Meng was immediately intimidated by Shen Xian's aura, somewhat at a loss, or to be more precise, whenever his family background and birth were mentioned, he would lose his nerve, nothing like his usual confident self.
"Is there a possibility that the only person who really cares about your background is yourself? You had a falling out with Chen Nuo over this last time too, because you couldn't face it, and you assumed others wouldn't accept your background either!"
"Zhang Meng, not everyone is born in Rome. On the contrary, I admire those who trek through mountains and rivers, overcome various difficulties, and eventually change their destinies. I believe Chen Nuo feels the same way."