He was always conceded when he played with his peers; no one dared to compete with him.

If he chose a dish, he would be immediately commended for having good taste; if he chose something unusual, it is stated that he acquired such a unique taste and only those with great courage would dare to eat it.

Whenever he put on a new outfit, the servants gathered around him, praising him for his figure that made the cloth worth it; when put on his body, they shone even more brightly, like a flower got watered, like a blank piece of paper got paintings, like it was made for him and only him; others would only deteriorate the outfit if they put them on; they weren't even on the same level and couldn't be paired with the outfit at all.

When he performed martial arts, he was always surrounded by cheers, admiration, and excessive compliments, proclaiming him to be a mighty warrior, a god of the world, and a legendary hero.

When he wrote poems, the teachers would read them aloud to the class so that everyone could learn from him. They praised his good literature, his philosophy as the sun that illuminated the souls of others, and even his voice as flexible as a stream flowing upstream, as clear as the sound of a bird singing in the ears, and as soft as a feather.

The youth couldn't help but rebel at times, but no matter what he did wrong or how he did wrong, the elders and seniors would close their eyes and ears, ignore the problems, and sometimes even cover things up to defend him.

His master also cared deeply for him. How could anyone dislike such an exceptional student who is both intelligent and understanding?

One day, when the master happened to witness the youngster feeding the chickens in the yard, he immediately acknowledged that with his kind and loving heart, this child must have a deep love for animals, so the very next day, his master brought him a very adorable baby chick to play with as a gift.

He further stated that this chick was no ordinary, if correctly cared for, he could evolve into a species of the short-feathered phoenix, which was exceedingly valuable. When the child heard that, he couldn't help but smile from ear to ear, show his masters his gratitude, and then took the little chick back to his room. There, he ordered the servants to make a warm, luxurious nest for the chick, even the food bowls had to be made of the best wood, the food had to be premium and expensive in quality, and the drinks had to be crystal clear, which could only be collected from the upstream at the right time in the morning.

The child imagined that one day, this magnificent pet of his would cast off its flaming red wings and glide across the rolling mountains, and then stand proudly on top of the arm of a mature and capable teenager, who would be himself in the future, with his head held high up in the sky. Just thinking about it made him sleepless for several days.

The child grew up in full velvet, in the love, blessings, and pampering of everyone, thus, that child grew up by absorbing the beautiful flattery, praise, and cult; this situation of his continued from a month to two months, a year to two years, then three years to four years later and to the present time, everything seemed to be going well and strewn with roses just like the very first day.

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So, gradually, as he grew older, he recognized his importance, his ego was bigger than a mountaintop, and he identified himself as the only pride of the Golden Flower Sect; he felt the obligation in the future to support the sect and help it flourish greatly. Later on, he saw himself as the center of the universe, any great responsibility falling on him as his destiny comparable to the greatness of heaven and earth. And eventually, he became very arrogant and power-hungry.

In his eyes, other people were extremely low and insignificant; in essence, he didn't let the existence of those people in his sight; instead, he considered them as hungry chickens fighting at his feet while waiting for him to distribute something. With this in mind, he looked down on his average peers and only chose to exchange with excellent members, not realizing that he had made a lot of enemies along the way, one of them being a boy similar to his age named Thanh Cong.

Other people usually cheered for him on the outside but on the inside, they swallowed bitterly, they always showcase their joy in their faces while trying to play him dirty him in silence; but Thanh Cong, a fellow disciple, was only a year older than him, right from the beginning, at the very first glance, considered Binh An a thorn in the eye, he didn't even bother to hide it inside like everyone else but showed it all out.

The two had always been at each other’s throats, showcasing their displeasure with each other openly.

Binh An didn't want to pick on someone that he considered below him, but he couldn't help but run into Thanh Cong all the time, since they both share the same classes with the same teacher and had to engage in most activities together. However, one thing that made Binh An more miserable than having to face Thanh Cong almost every day was he ended up taking a liking to his enemy's sister.

Binh An met this girl as he was getting ready to leave for the main martial arts practice field. Instead of avoiding strenuous activities like other girls, this girl wore a boy's more mobile uniform, her hair was pulled up in a bun to reveal a slim face as bright as the moon and as lively as a blooming flower; her skin was fair and smooth, she had big round eyes, cute little pink lips, her appearance was delicate but her actions were completely opposite. The girl did not regard her clothing choices as unusual; on the contrary, she appeared highly confident in them.

The strong girl raised her bow and aimed straight at the stele in front of her, her one shot instantly hit the bull's eye, incredibly strong and resolute, that beautiful scene accidentally caught Binh An's eye.

Since then, he had always chosen this time of day to go to the field for shooting practice; while pretending to practice, his inner goal had been to show off his talents to the little young lady, thereby finally gaining the opportunity to have a little conversation with her.

The girl was also very friendly, and extremely lovely; as she stood in front of an attractive and talented young boy who also happened to be the sect's most prominent character, she couldn't help but feel butterflies in her stomach. The two continued to try to meet one another; the more they talked, the more they clicked on; the initial conversation with only a few lines quickly turned into a few hours without a break. Binh An had always thought of her as the ideal daughter-in-law in his mother's heart; now, he hoped that one day he could bring her to meet with his mother.

Binh An fantasized about a bright future, believing that everything would be pleasant and favorable, as it had been throughout his life, until the moment the girl introduced her brother to Binh An, that's when his bubble popped. Binh An was both shocked and disappointed, her brother, whom Binh An wanted to please, now turned into a rude human being, who always deliberately confronted him and caused trouble for him in the past, Thanh Cong.

At that time, he couldn't help but silently complain, it's true that a beautiful love story always had its ups and downs.