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    Jian Wuji returned to the stronghold.

    Bithan had been anxiously awaiting his return.

    “Well?”

    He couldn’t wait to find out how Jian Wuji and Bo Ziqiang, talked about it, and couldn’t wait to grab him and torture him.

    “Let me catch my breath first, I’ve just returned from the Evil Demon Alliance, mustn’t I have a drink of water to weigh me down?”

    “You’re still scared? Come on, what’s going on?”

    Bisi An was anxious and limped behind Jian Wuji.

    “You’ll be able to fly if you keep this up.”

    “I’m in a lot of pain, so stop making fun of me and talk.”

    Jian Wuji took a sip of water and turned to look at Bi Sian.

    “Aren’t I fine?”

    “What did the ally say? Did he believe us?”

    “He’s half convinced.”

    There was some disappointment in Bixin’s mind, he hoped that Burzillon would trust them completely, but he also knew that the situation, right now, was not favorable to them.

    It’s good enough to have half the trust.

    He believed in Jian Wuji, he believed that Jian Wuji must have tried his best, he believed that Jian Wuji was better at talking than he was, and was more able to persuade Boz Qiang.

    “How’s his old man, the Alliance Master? Is he alright?”

    Bithan’s voice, a little shaky.

    He was worried about Boz Qiang’s safety, after all, He Shijun had already defected.

    “The ally is fine, you don’t have to worry.”

    Bi Sian then put his heart down, knowing that since He Shijun had already betrayed the Evil Demon Alliance, he would definitely be unfavorable to Bo Ziqiang.

    He couldn’t wait to rush back to the Evil Demon Alliance immediately to protect Boz Qiang, but he knew that he couldn’t go back yet.

    “It’s been hard work, get some rest.”

    He wanted to ask if the ally had mentioned him, but he didn’t dare to ask.

    If Jian Wuji said, no, he would be lost.

    He knew that now was not the time to clear his name, and it was normal for the ally not to mention him.

    Still, he couldn’t help but want to know what the alliance leader thought of him.

    “The ally asked me, to give you a message.”

    Jian Wuji suddenly said, and Bi Sian turned around violently, his eyes filled with anticipation and uneasiness.

    “What’s the word?”

    Jian Wuji looked at Bi Sian and said word for word:

    “Don’t get used to it.”

    Bithan froze for a moment, he didn’t understand what that meant.

    “That’s all the Allies said, he said, you’ll understand when you hear it.”

    “Don’t get used to it? Don’t get used to ……”

    Bi Sian recited these four words over and over again, and suddenly, as if he had remembered something, his face changed drastically.

    “The ally also said that he wishes you a speedy recovery.”

    “Thanks.”

    Bi Sian knew that Jian Wuji wasn’t lying, Bo Ziqiang must be very worried about him, otherwise, he wouldn’t have said this.

    He was very happy and touched, he felt that he hadn’t seen the wrong person, Jian Wu Ji, really didn’t let him down.

    Bithian returned to his room and took a healing pill.

    He remembered, the day Burzillon had said that to him.

    He was also wounded that day and lay in bed, covered in blood.

    He had just returned from a mission outside that had failed and he was seriously injured, but what was more painful to him was the torment he felt inside.

    He was Boz Qiang’s most honored disciple, he had always been excellent, he had never failed.

    But this time, he failed, he failed Burzillon.

    Burzichon came to see him.

    He stood beside the bed, looked at Bithan, and said:

    “Don’t get used to failure.”

    Bithan would always remember that moment, the look in Burzillon’s eyes, how disappointed he was.

    “Don’t get used to failure, once you get used to failure, your life, it’s over.”

    Tears came to Bithan’s eyes.

    He is not crying out of pain, but out of shame.

    He tried to sit up, but Burzichon held him down.

    “Anyone can fail, but you have to remember that when you fail, it’s not scary, what’s scary is that you’re used to failing.”

    “What do I have to do to not fail? What do I have to do to keep winning?”

    Instead of answering, Boz Qiang picked up the medicine bottle, poured out an elixir, and fed it to Bi Sian, and then, he began to re-bandage Bi Sian’s, wounds.

    Now, he finally understood, what Burzillon meant at that time.

    Don’t be swayed by the emotions of failure; calm down, heal, and then think about what you can do to avoid failure next time.

    “Master ……”

    At that time, he didn’t understand the good intentions of Boz Qiang, he just felt ashamed and angry, he just wanted to finish the mission as soon as possible and prove himself.

    And now, he still had the same idea, he wanted to return to the Evil Demon Alliance as soon as possible to find out the truth and clear his name.

    He suddenly realized that he was no different than he had been, before.

    “Master!”

    Bithan’s tears, once again, flowed, and this time, he was crying because he missed Burzillian.

    He regretted that he, himself, hadn’t understood Burzillian’s feelings sooner.

    He began to slowly unwrap the bandages and reapply the medicine as he scrutinized each wound, recalling every detail of the battle.

    He realized that he had a lot to live up to, and he realized that he still had a lot to learn.

    “Master ……”

    Over and over, in his mind, he called out the name of Burzjon.

    Boz Qiang sat on the throne of the alliance lord, his mind was full of thoughts.

    Ever since he met Jian Wu Ji, he had been distracted.

    He always thought of the Heavenly Devil, of that, the man he loved and hated.

    “Jian Wuji, what kind of person are you, in the end?”

    He remembered, the words that Jian Wuji had said, his clear eyes, and his confident smile.

    “He said to me, don’t get used to it.”

    He suddenly remembered that he had once said the same thing, to Bithan.

    It was many years ago, when Bithan was still a, fledgling teenager.

    He was expected by Burzichon, to be good, and he was always good, and he never let Burzichon down.

    But on one occasion, he failed, and he was so badly wounded that he lay dying.

    Burzichon went to look at him, and he saw, in Bithan’s eyes, despair.

    He was heartbroken and angry, he said:

    “Don’t get used to it.”

    Bithan looked at him in disbelief.

    “Don’t get used to what?”

    “Don’t get used to failure, don’t get used to pain, don’t get used to despair.”

    Burzichon looked at Bithan and said, word for word:

    “You must remember that you are a martial artist, you are a person of the Evil Demon Path, you cannot be defeated by anything, you must always, keep an, unyielding heart.”

    Bithan’s tears, streaming down his face.

    He finally understood, what Burzichon meant.

    He can’t be beaten down by failure, he can’t be beaten down by pain, he can’t be beaten down by despair.

    He’s going to get up, he’s going to keep fighting, he’s going to be a, a real powerhouse.

    “Master ……”

    Bithan clasped Burzichon’s hand tightly, his eyes filled with gratitude.

    Burzichon patted Bithan’s hand, then he turned to leave.

    He didn’t want Bithan, to see the tears in his eyes.

    “Human Palace.”

    “Belonging.”

    “Master Hyuk is here.”

    “Let him in.”

    Burzichiang collected his thoughts and resumed his usual majesty.

    He Shijun walked in and bowed to Bozhiqiang.

    “Allied Master, you’re looking for me?”

    Birzikiang looked at Heshigun with a, scrutinizing gaze.

    “How many years has it been since you joined the Evil Demon Alliance?”

    “This year, it’s the seventeenth year.”

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