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At this moment, he looked at Mr Feng Qi and said, ”So it turns out that Senior is playing chess with the Yan family. No wonder I had to leave without a door. It must have been hard on me.”

Mr Feng Qi's eyes swept across his face, but he had an impression in his heart. This child is like a killer, and he has the icy temperament of his mother. He's especially smart, but I must not be too careless towards him.

Mr Feng Qi then remembered how his daughter had begged for mercy that day. She was born with a beauty that was above her head. How could an ordinary person not care about her? It seemed that she had her reasons for doing so.

Thinking of this, he took a few more steps forward.

If I take this child as my disciple, match my daughter with him for life, and teach him all of my skills, then he will be unparalleled in the world, unrivalled in the world, wouldn't that be great?

However, there was another thought that came up. It was very different from the previous thought.

The old grudge between me and Yan Zhuoyun has yet to be resolved, isn't this letting him off too easily?

I had hoped to step into Qingcheng and fight him to the death, and also let that heartless slut, Guan Feiqing, experience my unparalleled divine arts … If they did that, they would turn the conflict into friendship, and they wouldn't be able to fight.

But what's wrong with that?

In a battle between two tigers, there is bound to be a wound. What if the result of the fight is that the loser isn't Yan Zhuoyun, but me, Lu Qingtong?

He walked along the edge of the cliff and took a few steps forward. With a cold smile, he thought that was impossible.

He definitely won't be my match this time. I want him to accept his defeat wholeheartedly and have nothing to say.

In a trance, he seemed to see the beautiful face of Yan Zhuoyun's wife, Guan Feiqing. After seeing her husband suffer a crushing defeat, he was astonished and felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

After all, this was just a fantasy. When Mr Feng Qi's gaze shifted to Wu Yu Xue, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It was only because he was imagining Guan Feiqing's peerless appearance that when he looked at Wu Yuxue again, he realized how similar she looked to him. The anger in his heart was instantly extinguished.

After all, Guan Feiqing was the person he loved the most.

That was something that had long since faded away. Time had to be pushed back by more than forty years …

”Kid, did you ever know this place called Mo Qianshan?”

The tone of his words seemed to have originated from the feeling of being a father to his beloved son, and it didn't have the slightest sense of impetuousness.

Wu Yuxue nodded and said, ”You know, it's near Wukang, isn't it?”

”That's right.” Feng Qi let out a long sigh and slowly said, ”That's a beautiful place …” Is that all you remember of it? ”

”Shouldn't you know more?”

”Of course …” Feng Qi narrowed his eyes and said in an infinitely spirited manner, ”Your mother's family originated from the same place!”

”Oh! ”So that's how it is …”

Now that Mr. Feng Qi was talking about his family's affairs, no matter how bizarre it was, it would no longer surprise him.

He knew that there had to be a secret in this, since it could only be described as a secret. The person in question would definitely not say anything, so there was no need for him to ask.

Your grandfather's name is Guan Yiwu, nicknamed Mr. Seven-Finger. Heh …” ”He is an extraordinary hero.

Wu Yuxue nodded, indicating that she already knew. However, at this moment, he was suddenly reminded of the coincidence between Mr. Seven Fingers and the Seven Fingers Snow Mountain.

”Do you know why he is called Mr. Seven Fingers?”

”That's because he only has seven fingers.”

”Why are there only seven fingers?”

”That's …” Wu Yuxue glanced at him and continued, ”Because of his incompetent training, my great-grandfather cut off three of his fingers as punishment out of anger.”

”Right …” You knew... I suppose your mother told you, but? ”

Wu Yuxue nodded again — was there even a need to ask?

Feng Qi had a faint smile on his face as he seemed to capture something. ”Your mother was fifteen years old that year, right? Ah, no … She's about sixteen years old, and she likes to ride a white horse... Everyone called her the White Horse Girl. She often boasts of her martial arts skills and says that within the five hundred kilometers around her, none of them are her match. ”

Wu Yuxue was fascinated to hear about her mother's past.

”It really is the case. Let's not talk about the young men and women around her age who are no match for her …” ”Even for an adult, it would be hard to catch her eye. However, one day, a young man who was four years older than her refused to admit defeat and came to Mo Gan Mountain to kick down an old locust tree in front of the Guan Family. He even said that he wanted to meet this proud young lady for a while before starting a fight with your mother.”

Wu Yuxue listened with interest.

”Your mother was defeated, and miserably.” Feng Qi's face was brimming with a slight smile. ”That youth was very pleased with himself when he plucked that crabapple flower from Miss Bai Ma's hair. It actually caused your mother to be embarrassed to the extreme and burst into tears.”

The smile on Feng Qi's face gradually disappeared. ”That young man was just momentarily happy, but in truth, he didn't have any intentions of being frivolous. Who would have thought that he would humiliate your mother for that, or he would never have done it. ”

”And then?”

”Only when your mother cried like this did the youth realize that things were not going well. At that time, he was stunned as well. This Miss Guan was waiting for the opportunity to snatch the crabapple flower from his hands, and took the opportunity to fiercely strike his face with a palm strike. ”

Wu Yuxue lost her composure and chuckled, ”Good fight.” Then he asked, ”What happened next?”

”That youngster then resentfully turned back …” Feng Qi said hesitantly, ”Normally speaking, this matter should have been resolved by now, but there's still something else we haven't done yet …”

Wu Yuxue raised her brows. It was hard to imagine that her mother had been so willful all those years ago. There was actually such a difference between her calm and dignified appearance today.

This matter was something he had never heard of before, and he couldn't help but be curious.

Feng Qi lightly smiled, revealing a neat mouthful of pure-white teeth.

A man whose teeth are white and neat not only shows his intellect, but he must be of good birth, and he seems to be very disciplined, cultured, and courteous; he is in good health... Of course, this had a lot to do with his appearance … There was actually no absolute relationship between the two.

It was just a series of associations.

Wu Yuxue had also noticed from this that Feng Qi was a very handsome person.