As the Ancient Capital of Six Dynasties, Capital City was essentially under martial law at all times. No one, regardless of their identity or power, was allowed to run amok or resort to violence in such a place. Thus, the old man understood that Chen Fei's concerns were not without reason. This was practically a deadlock with no room for maneuver.
"It's a pity, a real pity. Such a waste of a talent like you, Young Chen." At this thought, the old man couldn't help but sigh again, his expression dazed and a bit tipsy.
"Grandpa Xu, you really think too highly of me... 'Tigers and leopards lie in deep mountains, and Qilin hide in open fields.' How many hermits and extraordinary talents are there in this world? I'm just a small ripple among them, nothing special."
