Not getting an answer out of the male lead, Ah Zhao asks again: “Do you understand?”
Looking at Gu Po Tian who is lying on the ground, Gu Hao seems to be lost in thought.
“Can one do anything as one pleases if one becomes powerful?” He mutters a question.
Though it sounds a little odd, there is no problem with that.
Ah Zhao nods: “That's correct.”
Gu Hao ponders.
By now, Ah Zhao has stood before Gu Po Tian.
“He wanted to kill you. What are you going to do with him?” She looks at Gu Hao, who is hesitant.
Gu Po Tian lies on the ground, looking at him with hope.
But right now, that look on Gu Po Tian's face only gets on Gu Hao’s nerves.
He knows well where that look comes from.
Gu Hao turns around. “He’s my blood uncle, after all. Take all his spirit power.”
He doesn’t like to kill, but he can’t bring himself to repay evil with good either.
Gu Po Tian’s eyes widen, opening his mouth with the little strength that is left to him: “I, I’m the only champion of Gu Clan. If anything happens to me, our clan can be wiped out. Do you really want that to happen?”
Gu Hao remains silent for a moment, then he says suddenly: “What does that have anything to do with me?”
Not looking at Gu Po Tian, he says: “I’ll leave with senior one. From now on, I am not a member of the Gu Clan of Ancient City. You can cross my name off the clan records if you want to, uncle.
I don’t want to sacrifice myself for the greater good of the clan, nor would I like to be revered at the clan temple, enjoying burned joss sticks. And you can’t threaten me with that again, uncle.”
Looking at Ah Zhao, he adds: “Senior one, what do you think?”
She nods with satisfaction: “The Gu Clan doesn’t deserve such an excellent disciple as you.”
Reaching out one hand, she points to the air and Gu Po Tian, who was lying feebly on the ground now twists and howls with despair.
“Let's go.”
Ah Zhao nods at Gu Hao and reaches out for his arm. Then the two of them disappears.
About an hour later, the steward finally finds something is off and enters the room. All he sees is Gu Po Tian, now deprived of his spirit power, lying on the ground.
How the Gu Clan has sunk into chaos is beyond Ah Zhao and Gu Hao’s care.
Right now, they are out of Ancient City, heading towards a secret valley in the south.
Two days pass in a flash.
The further south they go, the hotter it gets.
Since Gu Hao is at the top level of practitioner, he won’t be disturbed by a little heat anymore.
As for Ah Zhao, she is wrapped inside her grey cloak all this time.
When one gets to her level, it doesn’t matter whether it’s extremely cold or hot anymore.
“Senior Zhao” Gu Hao calls Ah Zhao by the name she told him.
“What?” Ah Zhao replies.
“Senior one, are you not a champion?” He asks carefully.
He has been wondering for two days.
Ever since that day when Ah Zhao started a fight with Gu Po Tian like she was playing with a kid, he has an answer in him.
No matter how he thinks, Gu Po Tian and Ah Zhao aren’t on the same level.
Walking ahead of him, Ah Zhao's smiling voice reaches him: “When did I ever say that I was a champion?”
Gu Hao: “...”
That day, when he saw her floating in the air, he instinctively took her as a champion, since the most powerful kung fu apprentice he has seen in his life is a champion.
Hearing Ah Zhao's confession, his heart flutters.
She’s more powerful than a champion?
Not getting an answer out of the male lead, Ah Zhao asks again: “Do you understand?”
Looking at Gu Po Tian who is lying on the ground, Gu Hao seems to be lost in thought.
“Can one do anything as one pleases if one becomes powerful?” He mutters a question.
Though it sounds a little odd, there is no problem with that.
Ah Zhao nods: “That's correct.”
Gu Hao ponders.
By now, Ah Zhao has stood before Gu Po Tian.
“He wanted to kill you. What are you going to do with him?” She looks at Gu Hao, who is hesitant.
Gu Po Tian lies on the ground, looking at him with hope.
But right now, that look on Gu Po Tian's face only gets on Gu Hao’s nerves.
He knows well where that look comes from.
Gu Hao turns around. “He’s my blood uncle, after all. Take all his spirit power.”
He doesn’t like to kill, but he can’t bring himself to repay evil with good either.
Gu Po Tian’s eyes widen, opening his mouth with the little strength that is left to him: “I, I’m the only champion of Gu Clan. If anything happens to me, our clan can be wiped out. Do you really want that to happen?”
Gu Hao remains silent for a moment, then he says suddenly: “What does that have anything to do with me?”
Not looking at Gu Po Tian, he says: “I’ll leave with senior one. From now on, I am not a member of the Gu Clan of Ancient City. You can cross my name off the clan records if you want to, uncle.
I don’t want to sacrifice myself for the greater good of the clan, nor would I like to be revered at the clan temple, enjoying burned joss sticks. And you can’t threaten me with that again, uncle.”
Looking at Ah Zhao, he adds: “Senior one, what do you think?”
She nods with satisfaction: “The Gu Clan doesn’t deserve such an excellent disciple as you.”
Reaching out one hand, she points to the air and Gu Po Tian, who was lying feebly on the ground now twists and howls with despair.
“Let's go.”
Ah Zhao nods at Gu Hao and reaches out for his arm. Then the two of them disappears.
About an hour later, the steward finally finds something is off and enters the room. All he sees is Gu Po Tian, now deprived of his spirit power, lying on the ground.
How the Gu Clan has sunk into chaos is beyond Ah Zhao and Gu Hao’s care.
Right now, they are out of Ancient City, heading towards a secret valley in the south.
Two days pass in a flash.
The further south they go, the hotter it gets.
Since Gu Hao is at the top level of practitioner, he won’t be disturbed by a little heat anymore.
As for Ah Zhao, she is wrapped inside her grey cloak all this time.
When one gets to her level, it doesn’t matter whether it’s extremely cold or hot anymore.
“Senior Zhao” Gu Hao calls Ah Zhao by the name she told him.
“What?” Ah Zhao replies.
“Senior one, are you not a champion?” He asks carefully.
He has been wondering for two days.
Ever since that day when Ah Zhao started a fight with Gu Po Tian like she was playing with a kid, he has an answer in him.
No matter how he thinks, Gu Po Tian and Ah Zhao aren’t on the same level.
Walking ahead of him, Ah Zhao's smiling voice reaches him: “When did I ever say that I was a champion?”
Gu Hao: “...”
That day, when he saw her floating in the air, he instinctively took her as a champion, since the most powerful kung fu apprentice he has seen in his life is a champion.
Hearing Ah Zhao's confession, his heart flutters.
She’s more powerful than a champion?
