"Greetings, Second Young Master!"
The onlookers imdiately bowed in respect. However, Iskandar paid no attention to them and walked directly toward Tianjiao Bridge with his hands behind his back.
"Second Cousin," Fazira Era called softly as a form of greeting.
Though Iskandar held a high status within the family, Fazira Era was no less prominent herself. She valued etiquette and social standing but was not one to grovel before anyone.
Moreover, in Fazira Era's heart, her ideal partner was solely Jiman. It wasn't due to Jiman's appearance; rather, Fazira Era admired n who were stronger than herself.
"Mm," Iskandar responded with a slight nod, not even glancing at Fazira Era as he passed her by.
"This!"
Fazira Era's face showed a hint of annoyance at Iskandar's behavior. After all, she was one of the top two talents of the younger generation in the Shah Family, yet a re individual who couldn't cultivate dared to show such disdain for her! She was about to say sothing, but Iskandar had already stepped onto Tianjiao Bridge.
"Second Cousin seems to have changed..."
Seeing this, Fazira furrowed her brows even deeper. She noticed that there was sothing different about Iskandar today. The Iskandar of the past was never so imposing, even exuding a hint of dominance.
"I have to see what you're up to!"
Fazira thought to herself.
"Are you going to challenge Tianjiao Bridge?"
The referee exclaid from the bridge.
"That's right," Iskandar replied.
"This... Tianjiao Bridge is extrely daunting, and with your health, I'm afraid..." The referee, being an elder of the Shah Family, naturally knew about his nephew's condition and frowned imdiately.
Hearing this, Iskandar couldn't be bothered to argue. He imdiately swung his fist, striking a large boulder at the edge of the bridge.
Bang!
The boulder shattered, stunning everyone present. At that mont, everyone, including the referee, realized that Iskandar's health had been restored.
"My goodness, the Second Young Master has recovered!"
"Yes, may heaven bless the Shah family. First, we had 'Sword and Leaf,' and now even the Second Young Master, who couldn't cultivate all this ti, has recovered. This is a sign of prosperity for the family!"
"Ha ha ha, yes, wonderful!"
The scene erupted into a frenzy.
Most of the family mbers were delighted by Iskandar's sudden recovery. However, there were those whose expressions turned grim, such as Uncle Wan, the loyal servant of Jiman.
"Damn, how did this brat suddenly get better?"
Uncle Wan was shocked and initially prepared to report this to Jiman but then paused. He decided to watch and see what Iskandar was up to.
"Now, do I qualify to challenge Tianjiao Bridge?" Iskandar asked the referee calmly.
"Of course, of course. Congratulations on your recovery, Second Young Master."
The referee then announced that Iskandar's challenge would comnce imdiately.
"Is he really going to attempt the challenge?"
Witnessing this, both Fazira and Uncle Wan found it hard to believe. After all, in their long held view, the Second Young Master was incapable of cultivation, and now he was about to challenge Tianjiao Bridge.
It all seed quite surreal!
The next mont, under the gaze of everyone, Iskandar began his challenge on Tianjiao Bridge. He walked with strong and powerful steps, his gaze firm, head held high, seemingly unfazed by the pressure on the bridge.
Each step he took was steady, and he appeared to handle it with ease, quickly surpassing the 50 ter mark.
"My goodness, he's doing it so effortlessly!"
"Indeed, although the first fifty ters of Tianjiao Bridge are relatively easy, to pass them with such poise, in my mory, only the Third Young Master and Miss Fazira have managed that."
"Fantastic, the Second Young Master, silent for so many years, has finally risen! My mother once told that the Second Young Master's mother was a very kind person. Heaven has eyes, and good people are rewarded!"
The crowd marveled at Iskandar's performance.
But Uncle Wan's face fell completely.
"Sothing must have happened to Iskandar, so kind of fortuitous encounter; otherwise, how could a frail sickly person suddenly beco so strong!"
Uncle Wan murmured to himself, sensing that sothing was amiss. At this mont, Fazira was also stunned.
She initially thought that even if Iskandar had recovered, he wouldn't be very strong. But judging by his easy and carefree passage through the first 50 ters of Tianjiao Bridge, it seed he hadn't exerted much effort at all.
"I underestimated him before..."
Fazira reflected silently.
On Tianjiao Bridge, Iskandar naturally heard the discussions from those on the sidelines, and he responded with a slight, indifferent smile.
From a young age, he had been afflicted with tuberculosis, appearing sickly and weak, and had faced long standing discrimination.
With his mother passing away early, he had no one to rely on within the vast Shah Family. Unable to cultivate, he was seen by his father as inferior to his half brother, Jiman.
As for others outside his imdiate family, most were opportunists who sought benefit and avoided harm. Over the years, many relatives within the family had shown him disdain and disrespect.
As the dignified Second Young Master of an ancient noble family, yet living a life of darkness and despair, did Iskandar harbor resentnt?
Of course he did, with deep seated hatred! But more than harboring hatred, he had learned to endure. Over the years, when people showed contempt for him, he simply chose to go out less, keeping himself away from the public eye. Even when servants slighted him, he would rely smile it off.
Others only knew that Iskandar seldom left his ho, but only he understood that for over twenty years, he had been tirelessly working to heal his body and seeking opportunities to step into the martial path. Ti and again, he made efforts, faced failures, and continued to persevere.
He never gave up.
Finally, by the grace of the Earth Mother Goddess, he recovered his health and gained extraordinary martial prowess. It was truly a case of enduring hardships to reach a sweet outco.
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