"You flatter me. Compared with you, who can win the title of the Holy Doctor at such a young age, I am far inferior," Questa said faintly.
"I'm just lucky," Jacob responded with a wry smile.
"Not everyone has such good luck." She continued, "It has something to do with one's hard work and abilities. Some people, even if they have money and their parents have resources, no matter how hard they try to help, will still be some poor fellow. He is not like you. I heard that you are a person who has started from scratch and built yourself up from the ground up. It is not just relying on luck that you have made it to this day."
He smiled. No one knew his secret. If it wasn't for the adventure two years ago, he would have been no different from those ordinary people. No one knew.