"However, I have already researched and created a new flame," Tian Chu Zhenren said with a proud expression.
"A new flame?" Ye Tianfan asked in confusion. He hadn't expected his mentor to have such a talent. It seemed true that people couldn't be judged by appearances, just like the sea couldn't be measured by a bucket.
But then, Tian Chu Zhenren chuckled twice and modestly said, "To call it a new flame is merely to recreate a flame based on the characteristics described by our predecessors."
Damn?
This time, Ye Tianfan was truly dumbfounded because he had assumed those flames were merely imagined by predecessors—nothing substantial, no documents left behind, just a name and a brief description of the flame's features. It seemed like they were merely suggesting potential directions for future flames without any further development. Claiming success on such fronts seemed like boasting.
