Bright Sword: Conquer the monk at the beginning and take down Zhou Weiguo

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Hu finally couldn't help himself and walked straight towards Qin Cang and Liu San, his words full of provocation and impatience, "Do you think I'm not good enough?"

Qin Cang glanced at Xiao Hu, his eyes calm and unmoved. But a complex mix of emotions welled up within him. Xiao Hu had his own pride and stubbornness; no wonder Liu San couldn't get a handle on him. This kid had an innate rebellious spirit in his bones. He disliked being bound by constraints and hated being passive; he wanted to be in control of everything.

Liu San frowned. His dissatisfaction with Xiaohu had been going on for a long time. Ever since that first display of extraordinary courage, Xiaohu had seemed to be on the verge of collapse, becoming increasingly uncontrollable. Whenever the team faced danger or a problem, while others were still discussing, he was always the first to rush forward, as if he could solve anything with his sheer impulsiveness, yet this often only led to deeper trouble for the team.

"Xiao Hu, calm down." Liu San said in a low voice, his tone full of suppression and warning.

Xiaohu's brows furrowed, a wave of resentment rising in his heart. "Calm down? I need to calm down? I just don't want to stand by and watch others make decisions, watching opportunities slip away from me!"

"You're wrong." Qin Cang's voice was as cold as frost and snow. "Opportunities can't always be seized through impulse."

Xiao Hu was stunned. He looked at Qin Cang, his eyes flickering with doubt and disdain. "So what are you saying? What should I do? Sit here and wait for an opportunity to fall?"

Qin Cang didn't answer directly, but smiled slightly, his eyes gleaming with profound wisdom. "It's not about waiting, but about creating," he said. "Sometimes, only when you reach your limit can you truly see your inner potential."

"Limit?" Xiaohu's eyes flashed with confusion and excitement. He seemed to hear some different meaning in this sentence. "Are you saying that you want to give me a chance to prove myself?"

Qin Cang nodded, his eyes sharpening again, "Are you ready?"

Xiaohu's heart suddenly trembled, and his impatience seemed to have found an outlet at this moment. He suddenly felt that he seemed to have found a new direction at this moment. That direction was not about simple conquest or blind attack, but about overcoming limits in his own way and surpassing himself. His heartbeat accelerated, and the world around him seemed to suddenly become quiet, leaving only Qin Cang's cold words echoing: "Limit."

"I'm ready." Xiaohu gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with unquestionable determination.

Qin Cang nodded slightly, the coldness in his eyes still lingering. He knew that although Xiao Hu appeared confident, deep down, he was still unstable. This opportunity was both a test and a trap. If he could seize it, he would surely become an outstanding leader; if he couldn't, it would mean that he would never be able to return to his current state, and might even collapse completely.

Liu San looked at Xiaohu, then at Qin Cang, finally letting go of some of his doubts. He knew Qin Cang never gave anyone a chance easily, and when he did, it was always the biggest challenge. He took a deep breath and decided that no matter what the outcome, Xiaohu would have to face it all on his own.

"Okay." Liu San said softly, his eyes full of complexity and expectation, "Then let him try."

Xiao Hu's heartbeat continued to pound, a surge of excitement he'd never experienced before coursing through him, as if the entire world had become transparent. He stood there, his eyes blazing, as if he could sense the pent-up energy stirring within him. He couldn't wait to burst forth, to prove to everyone, especially Qin Cang and Liu San, just how far he could go. However, Qin Cang's calm eyes suddenly made him hesitate.

"Have you really decided?" Qin Cang's voice was low, like a heavy stone pressing on his heart, with a deterrent force that could not be ignored.

Xiao Hu's eyes flashed with confusion. He had always been accustomed to relying on his impulses and intuition, and had never been so directly questioned. However, Qin Cang's gaze made him stop in his tracks, somewhat irresistibly.

"Don't you believe me?" Xiao Hu's tone was filled with reluctance. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Qin Cang. "I have enough strength and determination to do what you think is impossible!"

"Do you think determination can solve all problems?" Qin Cang's voice remained calm, but it pierced Xiao Hu's heart like a knife, stirring up a long-buried uneasiness. "The path you want to take is one you've never walked before. Can you endure the pain and suffering that comes with it?"

Xiao Hu's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to refute, but a certain invisible fear rose in his heart. He had thought about what Qin Cang said, but he always chose to avoid it because he was afraid to face the unspeakable vulnerability deep in his heart. Every time he made a decision, he habitually told himself, "Don't retreat, don't be afraid," but he never seriously considered whether his determination was enough.

His previous impulse seemed to become empty at this moment, and even a little uneasy. He looked at Liu San, hoping to find some support from him, but Liu San just lowered his head and remained silent, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"You still don't believe me." Xiaohu's voice was a little low, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. "Did you see that I was not capable of this a long time ago? It's only because of your pride that you didn't reject me directly?"

Qin Cang's eyes grew penetrating, as if he could see through Xiao Hu's thoughts. He didn't rush to answer, but instead turned and gazed off into the distance, as if lost in thought. In that instant, time seemed to stand still, and Xiao Hu's inner tension and uneasiness grew more pronounced. His gaze was fixed on Qin Cang's back, awaiting a decisive answer.

"I never look down on people, especially you." Qin Cang finally turned around, his gaze like a cold blade, piercing Xiaohu's eyes. "You are a beast like me, but you haven't learned how to survive in the jungle yet. You can be brave on the battlefield, but you may also lose your life."

These words struck Xiaohu like a hammer in the heart. He subconsciously frowned, a surge of anger welling up in his heart, but it was followed by an unspeakable pain. He suppressed the oppressive feeling in his chest and lowered his head, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. Whenever he heard Qin Cang's words, he always felt an inexplicable sense of loss and powerlessness. This man seemed to always see through his every thought. No matter how hard he resisted or how hard he tried, it seemed impossible to escape the trap he set.