"Xiahou, you're right. I remember Qin Yi once said, as young men of Longxia, we should have an indomitable spirit, fearless of any person or thing." Wu Zhao stepped up in agreement with Xiahou Jun's words.
Qin Yi was puzzled; did he really say that? Probably? He had uttered so many famous sayings that it seemed normal to forget a few.
Qin Yi earnestly patted Xiahou Jun on the shoulder: "I'm gratified you remember my words. As Qi Refiners, we must not be fearful or hesitant. Even if there's a mountain of knives and a sea of fire ahead, we must still forge a path barefoot."
"Today, I, Qin Yi, can cut off the inheritance of Qi Refinement among various nations and slay the three sick cats of the Sha Family. In the future, you all... you probably won't be able to do the same. Surpassing me would be difficult indeed; the only one who can surpass me is myself. But you can surpass yourselves. You're all top-tier experts; the future holds great promise for you, and I have high hopes."
