"How was it? Different from what you remembered, wasn't it?" Xu Xing smiled.
But then his gaze fell on the distance once more.
"For a very long time, I looked at everything from the perspective of something like an observer—whether it was the things around me or the people around me."
A transmigrator, after all. Even if he never said it aloud, deep down he had always thought rather highly of himself.
It was almost laughable. Back then, he had clearly been too busy saving his own skin, yet he had still felt superior simply because he had "transmigrated."
"Then, brother..."
"It was only after I gradually went through certain things that my mindset slowly changed. You could say I came to see myself clearly."
He understood what he could not do, and what he needed to do.
As he brought changes to the world, the world itself was changing him as well.
"..." Yuanjun fell silent.
Drawing his gaze back from afar, Xu Xing looked at her beside him. "Come to think of it, when we first met back then, the blow you dealt me was also part of those experiences."
Yuanjun paused. Thinking of everything that had happened in the past, she felt a little embarrassed.
"I was young and reckless then. I really was somewhat arrogant..."
Behind them, Bie Xuening's eyes shifted slightly.
Of course she remembered Yuanjun's first meeting with them.
At the time, Master had been traveling across the Central Continent with her and her junior brother. Whenever they passed through a Human Race settlement, they would spar and exchange pointers with outstanding youngsters of similar age.
There was naturally no need to say anything about Yuanjun and Hong Sovereign's talent...
As it happened, Hong Sovereign was in seclusion, pondering matters related to cultivation methods.