“What do you think of Zheng Yu?” The Moon God had never asked this question before, but chose to today.0

“Him?” The man with the sword on his back thought for a while before smiling. “He’s not bad.”0

Not bad?0

The Moon God raised an eyebrow, having expected an answer of “trash” or “could not withstand a single blow”. The man was a very proud individual, so it was startling that he would say Zheng Yu was not bad.0

The man seemed to know what was running through the god’s mind and chuckled softly. “That’s right, not bad! He reached peak Empyrean King without being stymied by too many difficulties. There’s no doubt that his potential is first rate! His intelligence is passable as well. At the very least, he knows how to craft some strategies that seem impossible to achieve. His only drawback is… he’s too cowardly!”1

The man’s assessment of Zheng Yu was decent; he simply found the man too timid.0

The Moon God took a while to digest this conclusion, continuing after a long moment, “When it comes to him and Li Hao, who do you think is more likely to become our future...0