After killing the Heaven-Piercing Sect's young master, uncovering all the causes behind the scenes of the Blessed Sea City Massacre, and exposing the identity of the person among Great Xia's Nine Ministers who bore him the deepest malice, Zhang Tie suddenly felt as though he had awakened from a nightmare, flooded with relief.
Before, the enemy had been hidden while he had stood in the open. He could only be plotted against, nearly dying without even knowing how. Now, the enemy was in the open while he was concealed. With the situation reversed, Zhang Tie's state of mind was completely different.
It was also during these past few days after returning to the airship, once Zhang Tie had thoroughly relaxed, that he reviewed the years he had spent in Great Xia and came to share those sentiments with Bai Suxian.
They were Zhang Tie's heartfelt words, as well as the result of his self-reflection over these past few days.
The Hua Clan sages spoke of examining oneself three times a day. Zhang Tie admitted that he could not manage that. If he could not examine himself three times a day, however, he could still do so once every four years.
Over these four years, everything in Great Xia had passed before Zhang Tie like a galloping horse glimpsing flowers. Everything had merely brushed past him, yet amid that blur of fleeting sights and passing encounters, he had unknowingly been swept into a vast whirlpool and forced to flee for his life.
Zhang Tie reflected deeply. How had this happened? How had he, after coming to Great Xia, nearly ended up disgraced, his family ruined and his home destroyed?
After agonizing over it and achieving a complete awakening, Zhang Tie discovered that the cause of it all was that everything had