Yan Wushi found it extremely hard to understand such a defeated mentality, and he had no interest in trying. What interested him was Shen Qiao himself. Even someone from the jianghu who lost all their martial arts and went from a person who held life and death in their hands to a weakling who other people walked all over would be, at the very least, panicked, anxious, and depressed. That is, if they didn’t lose themselves to hysteria. So how did this person, who looked so gentle and soft, manage to keep his composure at a time like this? Just what was he made of?
