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    Qin Xiajun silently withdrew the hand that was reaching for the puppet.</p>

    "Rustle ……"</p>

    The carving knife in Burqian Mirror’s hand continued to roam over the wood, making a slight sound.</p>

    In the past, when Qin Xiajun fiddled with those puppets, Bo Qianjing never interfered.</p>

    "Who is this puppet, really?"</p>

    Qin Xiajun’s gaze, once again, fell on the puppet that had fallen to the ground.</p>

    For some reason, he always felt that this puppet looked somewhat familiar, and couldn’t help but want to help it up. However, he didn’t dare to disobey his master’s order, so he could only secretly turn the puppet over.</p>

    In the next moment, Qin Xiajun froze.</p>

    The puppet, surprisingly, was himself!</p>

    Although it was only the size of a finger, it was exactly the same as him, both in terms of clothing and hair style.</p>

    "What? Recognize it?"</p>

    Bo Qianjing’s voice, low and calm, carried a hint of imperceptible chill.</p>

    "Rustle ……"</p>

    The sound of the carving knife came to a screeching halt.</p>

    Qin Xiajun looked at his master in confusion, his heart filled with questions, "You say this is me, yet you tell me to throw it on the ground?"</p>

    He knew that Master had learned of what had happened in Hunan.</p>

    "Even if I did something wrong, you shouldn’t ……"</p>

    Qin Xiajun felt aggrieved in his heart, he originally thought that his master would understand him and comfort him, but he did not expect that his master would treat him with such indifference.</p>

    "Do, do you really think I’ve done wrong?"</p>

    Qin Xiajun’s heart was filled with incomprehension and loss. He originally wanted to explain to his master, to gain his understanding, but seeing his master’s cold expression, he suddenly lost all desire to speak.</p>

    "If it were Jian Wuji, what would he do?"</p>

    Perhaps it was because he had been thinking about things related to Sword Wuji lately, Qin Xiajun’s mind unexpectedly surfaced the figure of Sword Wuji.</p>

    He recalled Jian Wuji’s confident smile, and recalled Jian Wuji’s words filled with power.</p>

    "That’s right, when it comes to this kind of thing, Jian Wuji will definitely not panic, he will definitely respond calmly."</p>

    Qin Xiajun took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, then said to Bo Qianjing, "Master, disciple has let you down."</p>

    When Bo Qianjing heard Qin Xiajun’s words, the carving knife in his hand stopped once again.</p>

    He slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Xiajun with a deep gaze.</p>

    Qin Xiajun frankly met his master’s gaze without the slightest fear in his heart.</p>

    A trace of color flashed in Bo Qianjing’s eyes as he realized that his disciple, seemed to be a bit different from before.</p>

    He stood up and slowly walked over to Qin Xiajun.</p>

    Qin Xiajun stood motionless, silently watching his master approach.</p>

    In the past, whenever Master was near, he would always subconsciously lower his head, not daring to meet his Master’s eyes.</p>

    But today, he looked straight into his Master’s eyes without a hint of avoidance.</p>

    "What are you …… looking at?"</p>

    Bo Qianjing was a little uncomfortable by Qin Xiajun’s gaze and couldn’t help but open his mouth to ask.</p>

    "I was watching you." Qin Xiajun replied calmly.</p>

    "Watching me?" Bo Qianjing froze for a moment, then reacted that Qin Xiajun was observing him.</p>

    "You have never, before, looked at me like that." Birchglass said.</p>

    "In the past, I always thought about how I would be able to please you and how I would be a good disciple in your heart." Qin Xiajun said, "But I now realize that I was wrong."</p>

    "You’re wrong?" Burqian Mirror asked, "What are you wrong about?"</p>

    "I was wrong in that I didn’t truly understand You." Qin Xiajun said, "I always did what you told me to do, but never thought about why you did it."</p>

    Bo Qianjing was silent, Qin Xiajun’s words caused a mixed feeling in his heart.</p>

    He had always regarded Qin Xiajun as his successor, cultivating him with care and teaching him.</p>

    However, he never wondered if Qin Xiajun really understood his bitterness.</p>

    "Master, why do you want me to annex the Thousand Flower Sect?" Qin Xiajun asked.</p>

    Burqian Mirror’s gaze fell on the puppet that had fallen to the ground.</p>

    "Did you see the puppet?" Birchglass asked.</p>

    "See." Qin Xiajun nodded.</p>

    "Who is it?"</p>

    "It’s me."</p>

    "Why did it fall to the ground?"</p>

    "Because …… I lost to Jian Wuji."</p>

    "No, you haven’t lost." Bo Qianjing shook his head and said, "You just haven’t won yet."</p>

    Qin Xiajun looked at his master suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.</p>

    "Do you think that I asked you to annex the Thousand Flower Sect just to strengthen the Martial Alliance?" Bo Qianjing asked.</p>

    "Isn’t it?"</p>

    "Of course not." Bo Qianjing said, "I asked you to annex the Thousand Flower Sect in order to make you understand what true power is."</p>

    "Truly powerful?"</p>

    "That’s right." Bo Qianjing said, "True power is not by force, but by hearts. Only by obtaining the hearts and minds can we truly control everything."</p>

    Qin Xiajun nodded with seeming understanding.</p>

    "You didn’t complete the mission this time, but it wasn’t for nothing." Burqian Mirror continued, "You have learned a lesson from this failure more than anything else."</p>

    "Many thanks for Master’s teachings." Qin Xiajun said respectfully.</p>

    "Alright, go down and rest." Burqian Mirror said.</p>

    "Yes, Master."</p>

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