Chapter 2120 — Endless Sighs
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When you are useful, they toss you a little sweetness; when you are not, they will likely kick you aside without a second thought!
He did not know whether he would still have a chance to remain in the hidden You family. Would the hidden You family keep a cripple? He reckoned that the moment he got back, he would be thrown out. And then—a useless wreck, his whole body covered in wounds, unable even to do ordinary manual labor—he would have no choice but to beg for his meals, wouldn't he?
If only he could take it all back! He had thought that throwing in his lot with the You family meant a bright future, that he could rise within the You family and break through the barrier early, advancing to the Heaven Rank! He was a rogue cultivator; to have reached such a level of cultivation was already a point of pride. And now it had all turned into a dream.
Of course, he still had one secret—a secret of tremendous magnitude—that he had not told. That secret was how a rogue cultivator like him had managed to advance to the mid Earth Rank at the age of twenty-four. He had planned to break through to the Heaven Rank within the hidden You family, and then, to repay the hidden You family, reveal that secret.
But now he had seen through the warmth and coldness of human hearts. If the You family treated him like this, how could he still bring himself to reveal such a great secret?
Drawing a deep breath, this You family disciple looked at Old Master You with a last shred of hope, praying that he would grant him a Meridian-Unblocking Pill and a Minor Rejuvenation Pill. Otherwise, even if his injuries healed, he would still be a cripple—his very survival would be in question.
"Go back and rest. Once you return to the You family, I will give you a severance payment. Spend it sparingly, and it will be enough to last you the rest of your life!" Old Master You was displeased, and his voice was cold.
"I... very well!" The You family disciple nodded helplessly. "But Patriarch, you need not worry. Fortunately, this disciple collected a Minor Rejuvenation Pill and a Meridian-Unblocking Pill years ago. My injuries are already suppressed. Let me go and fetch them now..."
"Oh? You actually have such pills in your own possession? That is good, then. Go on!" Old Master You had not expected this fellow to have such treasures. It seemed he had not entered the tournament with a do-or-die resolve, but with a hidden card up his sleeve!
How could he know that the disciple had only said this offhand, to save a bit of face? The disciple had already resolved to kill himself. To be a cripple was a monstrous disgrace for a martial artist. Though Old Master You had said he would give him a severance payment, he would rather die than drag out a wretched existence!
The disciple cupped his fists in salute, then turned and walked away...
Wei Zhao, however, watched the disciple's receding back, lost in thought.
As a former assassin, Wei Zhao had studied the human heart and human nature thoroughly and deeply. The disciple's eyes had just been filled with utter despair—did that look like a man who possessed life-saving pills? The disciple was most likely going off to end his own life!
This left Wei Zhao sighing endlessly. These people—they sold their lives for these hidden families, and in the end they were kicked aside like garbage. This fellow was one such case; that blue-haired Earth Rank man who had once been at You Panhu's side was another...
Old Master You, however, paid the disciple no mind at all; his thoughts were elsewhere...
Wei Zhao had won again—was there no justice left in the world? He had withstood a full-force blow from a fighter equivalent to the early Heaven Rank, and after a brief moment of regulating his breath he had recovered as though nothing had happened. And then look at their own family's disciple, and the Golden Bell Sect's disciple—both looked dreadful now, suffering from severe internal injuries!