The Thirteenth Hundred and Seventeenth Chapter: A Tough Nut to Crack
"You brat, we've known each other for so long, and you're still such a smooth talker."
Elder Sword Senior threw his head back and laughed.
After laughing, Elder Sword Senior's expression turned serious. He looked at Qu Heng, who was not far away and preparing a powerful move. His already solemn face grew even more grave.
"Kid, since you put it so beautifully, I'll help you one more time today."
"But the Heavenly Emperor Treasure Pagoda's rules are in effect, so I can't use my full strength. Think it over yourself! Just call for me when you need my help."
Normally, if Elder Sword Senior had been this enthusiastic, Bi Fan would have been overjoyed. He might even have accepted the offer without a second thought.
But after infiltrating the Devil Race's territory and being exposed, Bi Fan had reflected on himself.
Now, Bi Fan had grown deeper within.
He didn't want to ask others for help whenever something came up.
Because if he did, he would never truly grow.
Bi Fan shook his head and said earnestly, "Elder Sword Senior, I'm very grateful that you've helped me without hesitation. But after that little girl Lian Yutong saw through me when I infiltrated the Devil Race, I gave myself a serious talking-to."
"I was bold because I had the skill to back it up. That wasn't wrong."
"But my growth has been far too smooth, and I've realized that I've gotten carried away. At first, you helped me, Senior. Later, Ling Xiaoxiao spared no effort to help me."
"I may have faced some setbacks, but I haven't really been in a life-or-death crisis."
"Every time it seemed like my life was on the line, I still had a way