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"Aian San, put away your arrogance."
The Ran'ei Divine Master's voice dropped slightly, and with just a simple sentence, the young man standing below turned solemn.
"You are good in many ways, but there is one thing, the power you now wield does not warrant your arrogance."
"30 years ago, I had a disciple who was much better than you in every aspect."
Upon hearing this, a trace of the arrogance on Aian San's face receded, thinking that if someone was better than him 30 years ago and still alive, he must not be much inferior to the Divine Master now.
Obviously, that so-called genius who was more outstanding than himself has likely perished.
A dead genius is worthless.
"What are you thinking about?"
The Ran'ei Divine Master's voice suddenly came through.
Aian San bowed his head, "I understand."
"What do you understand?"
A strange smile appeared on the Ran'ei Divine Master's face, "You don't really think that the guy I mentioned to you is already dead, do you?"