Young Master Meng, Meng Lin, didn't sit in the prominent seat arranged for him. The Meng Family Manor had quite the reputation in Xi Hezhou, but that was the Meng Family Manor's reputation, not his, Meng Lin's! Therefore, he didn't want to take that conspicuous seat and place himself under the watchful eyes of the public.
If he did, people would only point and say, "Look, that handsome young master... He's a legitimate son of the Meng Family Manor!"
He had heard that kind of gossip far too many times. He was numb to it, and he certainly didn't like it.
He thought to himself, "If I'm going to be the center of attention, it can only be after I secure one of the top hundred spots in the Xi Hezhou Grand Tournament!" Confidence flashed in Meng Lin's eyes as his thoughts continued, "When that time comes... everyone will talk about me in a completely different tone!"
