Xu Wuyi's eyes narrowed. "Teacher, you mean…"
"A tall tree catches the wind," Han Mo said slowly. "With your Great Success in Heart Image, you'll immediately become the center of attention for the entire Federation's younger generation the moment it's made public."
"Honor, resources, and opportunities will flock to you. But at the same time, so will doubt, jealousy, and schemes."
Xu Wuyi nodded silently. He understood this, of course.
Under the firm hand of the Federation, no faction would dare to openly move against a genius Martial Artist, but that didn't mean such dark intentions had vanished.
Covert and indirect maneuvers had probably never ceased. In fact, the moment he revealed any weakness, someone would likely seize the moral high ground to attack him.
Such things were not uncommon. After all, genius Martial Artists weren't paragons of virtue; they were bound to make mistakes.
And geniuses from common backgrounds were especially prone to error.
