Scene after scene flowed through Li Xijun's mind:
The heavy shackles of the Bet Loan, the desperate situation where he could become cannon fodder at any moment, facing life and death head-on;
Hearing his so-called friend Zhou Yibai casually cut ties with him;
Watching Zhou Shenghao and Liu Yunmeng look down on him with contempt from the second-floor private room;
Accepting the timely aid from his martial arts teacher, Zhang Haifeng;
Hearing Yu Xiangyang speak of Jinmen's disaster and resolving to donate when the people were displaced;
Facing covetousness and malice, killing for the first time, ending Deng Gao's and Su Qiuzhen's lives;
After revealing his martial arts talent, suddenly realizing that everyone around him in the school martial arts hall was a "kind and decent person";
The encounters with the purple-haired girl, quietly giving rise to the ambiguous feelings of youth;
Standing on the podium at the teachers' and students' assembly, watched by all, basking in unmatched glory...
"At those moments, what kind of 'heart' did I use to face them?"
Li Xijun gazed at the "himself" within those scenes and questioned his true heart.
"It seemed that... I had never shown any excess emotion. I simply accepted it all calmly."
"Was it the work of an 'arrogant heart'?"
"Or was it because of an 'ordinary heart'?"
As he pondered, Li Xijun seemed to gain some insight, yet it was like looking at flowers through mist—never quite clear.
Then, in an instant,
His two most recent experiences abruptly emerged in sharp clarity:
His first brush with death, nearly murdered and robbed, his life hanging by a thread;
Fleeing desperately through icy river water, painfully realizing just how weak and powerless he was.
In pursuit of a breakthrough, he faced the Thunder Saint's Exterior Scenery Saber Technique. That thunderous blast