“Darryl, I heard you won first place in a Poetry League, yet you declined the ‘Gifted Hibiscus Scholar' title. Can you tell me why?" Debra asked Darryl through the gauze curtain at that instance.

Darryl responded with a smile. "I created the poem on a whim when I passed by at that time. It doesn't matter whether I won the title or not."

‘What?’

‘He did it on a whim?’

That took the hundreds of Artemis Sect Elders present by surprise as their hearts rumbled in their chests.

Humility was also