"Ayao, I told you, you underestimated him."
"Shut up!"
"I was once like you, thinking I was fully prepared, but every meeting with him always brings unexpected changes."
"Noisy!"
"Ask your heart again, Ayao, if the opponent were Saint Xin, would you still be so careless? But why does Xu Xiaoshou always seem non-threatening? Is it because he doesn't have the same imposing physique as Godhood, and only Bazhun'an could be the pinnacle of the Way of the Sword?"
"Who needs you to point out my flaws?!"
"Using ego to deceive others, Ayao, isn't this your usual method? Why can't you calm down now and listen to a word of advice?"
"You!"
"It's guidance, Ayao, the guidance of Intent..."
When Bei Huai's voice ceased echoing in the mind, Medicine Ancestor shouted in a frenzy, but his mind completely calmed down.
Harsh advice is hard to take.
Indeed, it's difficult to absorb, but isn't it precisely the truth that Bei Huai speaks of?
