"If you want to give it a try, then go ahead." Master Meng said calmly, "Although your skills aren't that high, they're pretty decent.
After all, we are just ordinary people and can't compare with Yu God.
He's only twenty-eight this year, and he's already much stronger than me, surpassing our older generation.
I guess catching up to Brother Ling, Grandmaster Ling, is just a matter of time."
"Yes!" The driver, upon hearing the words 'Yu God,' immediately spoke with excitement and admiration, "I wish I had half the talent of Yu God, how great would that be?"
"Envy won't get you talent." Master Meng, hearing his driver praising others, even Yu God, who was his boss, felt a bit displeased.
"Besides, Yu God isn't as invincible as you think."
"Huh?" The driver was puzzled, "Isn't it said online and in our martial arts community that Yu God is a once-in-a-century genius?"
