81. A Forgiveness of Sorts
Given Yan Chuyue’s professional expertise and her own reliable intuition, they both came to the same conclusion:
Yue Huasheng was trouble.
It was even likely that he was the one who ordered the arrow attack.
After all, he was able to accurately locate them and launch the attack at the perfect moment.
But the question was… why would he target Leng Yuli?
If there was no logical explanation for this, then Yue Huasheng had no motive.
“The specifics, let’s see how he performs the day after tomorrow.” Yan Chuyue shrugged. “But Yiling, are you really going to participate under the name of the Pear Blossom Blood Orchid Palace?”
“Should I use the old sect’s title instead?” Gong Yiling retorted. “The old sect’s status is too high. If I appear as an Immortal Master, Baili Yue wouldn’t dare to make a move.”
“We have to give him a chance. I support Yue Huasheng on this.”
Yan Chuyue knew what she meant by “chance” and glanced at her with concern.
“That’s true.”
They quickly reached an agreement, but they didn’t head back to the inn.
For safety, they first returned to the tavern to warn her father, to prevent any backstabbing.
But as they approached, they heard a voice from inside. “Qin Huaiqiu, I’ll fucking kill you!”
Then, a “bam—,” and a bruised and battered figure flew out the door.
The figure flew past them and crashed into a nearby wall.
Looking closely, this beaten-up man was… Qin Huaiqiu.
Then the person inside must be—
Just then, Gong Muzhi stormed out.
—Was it really Mom?
To find him so quickly in this large capital, they were truly a couple.
Gong Muzhi didn’t seem to notice Gong Yiling and Yan Chuyue, her body exuding a murderous aura as she walked towards Qin Huaiqiu.
“Zhi’er…”
Qin Huaiqiu struggled to get up from the rubble and said with a wry smile, “We’ll have to pay for this…”
But Gong Muzhi rushed forward, grabbed his collar, and yelled, “Someone said your daughter miscarried, and you believed them? If someone said I was dead, would you come to my funeral!?”
“Pfft—”
Gong Yiling and Yan Chuyue couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
“If you were dead, even if it meant death, I would fight those old bastards to the death.”
“My life is a life, but our daughter’s life isn’t?”
“Huh?”
Ahem… hearing them talk about her, Miss Gong crossed her arms and thought.
Well, logically, a wife dying and a wife miscarrying were two very different things.
It was human nature, not just her father’s thinking.
But as a daughter, shouldn’t she be angry at her father?
Although it wasn’t her usual style.
“Those people who ambushed you back then…” Qin Huaiqiu suddenly said, “their descendants, all those who entered Qian Yue Academy, I’ve left a mark on their Daoist hearts or sword hearts without them knowing.”
“Although it won’t kill them, their cultivation will be greatly affected, and they’ll most likely suffer a backlash during breakthroughs, crippling their meridians and losing all their cultivation.”
“You…?” Gong Muzhi was shocked. “You cultivate the righteous path. If you do this…”
“What does it matter?” Qin Huaiqiu smiled bitterly. “They were the ones who violated the Dao first. Even if it means crippling my own sword heart, I will make them feel the same.”
“Qin Huaiqiu!” Gong Muzhi straddled him, her anger unabated. “Do you think you’re so great?”
“Hiding from me for so long that you almost died to save me, hiding your revenge from me. If I hadn’t met you at Qian Yue Academy, were you planning to take this to your grave?”
“I…”
“You what?” Gong Muzhi grabbed his collar and yelled, “You’re not dead, and I’m alive and well! You dared to do that with me in the ancient ruins, and now your courage has been eaten by a dog!?”
Ah…???
What the hell???
Gong Yiling’s jaw dropped.
And Yan Chuyue rubbed her forehead—this part wasn’t added by someone else; she had written it herself.
Although it sounded explosive, the real scene—was more exciting than the simple written description.
Ahem… speaking of which.
A man could be criticized for anything, but you couldn’t criticize him for being… inadequate.
If you did, he would most likely prove you wrong on the spot.
So, without any prompting, Qin Huaiqiu slammed his forehead against hers.
After a deafening thud, an awkward scene unfolded before Gong Yiling and Yan Chuyue.
Of course, this was still a public place, and the commotion they caused had attracted the attention of the other Returning Heaven Sect members.
So, for the sake of their dignity, Miss Gong, although she wanted to enjoy this rare display of affection between her parents, could only cough loudly. “Dad, Mom, if you want to continue, you can find a private place. Don’t just pretend we’re not here.”
Gong Muzhi and Qin Huaiqiu finally came to their senses and looked at Gong Yiling and Yan Chuyue, stunned.
“Ling’er… Miss Yan?”
And the audience wasn’t just them. Behind the collapsed door were a crowd of shocked disciples.
Seeing this, Qin Huaiqiu didn’t seem to feel anything, but Gong Muzhi, on the other hand, immediately flushed red, pushed him into the ground, and quickly stood up, walking to Gong Yiling’s side and muttering, “I didn’t do anything! He did it!”
Seeing this powerful woman with a shy expression, Miss Gong wanted to send Qin Huaiqiu on his way.
But he was her father, and she wasn’t a rebellious daughter. She could only wish him a long and prosperous life.
“It’s fine, I understand, Mom. He did it.” Gong Yiling smiled. “You just cooperated.”
“That’s right… wait, what did you mean by that last part?”
“Nothing. One is willing to hit, the other is willing to be hit. That’s all.”
