Yang Tianluo laughed, "The Princely Heir flatters, Da Jing has more young talents."
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, "Compared to Da Meng, Da Jing's young talents lack a bit of simplicity."
Yang Tianluo laughed, "Are our young experts of Da Meng too innocent, a bit silly perhaps?"
This was his true feeling.
The disciples of the Four Great Sects of Da Meng were protected too well within the shelter of their sects, no one dared to provoke them.
Thus, they seemed overly naive, acting freely without constraints.
This was different from the young experts of Da Jing he had learned about.
The young experts of Da Jing's Four Great Sects had almost all joined the Military Suppression Department.
Within the Military Suppression Department, cooperation and competition were everywhere, everyone spared no effort for merits.
They also had to face the dangers brought by the failures of the Martial Arts, experiencing life-and-death battles now and then.
