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Chapter 164: Chapter 160: Paying Homage to the Mountain Gate

Often, people are like this. After living a life of plenty, they tend to stop striving. The so-called pursuit of success is no more than indulging in lustful fantasies once their basic needs are met.

If this conversation had taken place twenty years ago, when Gong Zheng was a ruthless, penniless young man, had a woman appeared before him, he would likely have simply sold her to a brothel. There would have been no love, no marriage, no children.

Material wealth shapes the contours of emotion.

As these people grow wealthy, some of those who gained their riches through cunning tactics begin to recapture their conscience. They selectively bestow their kind-heartedness upon a select few, such as their kin or lovers.

So even a despicable villain can be seen as a loving father in the eyes of his child. There’s no contradiction between these two identities coexisting in the same person.

Tang Luo smacked his lips, pleased with the subtle bitterness of his tea that left a sweet aftertaste. He maintained a frown as he watched Gong Zheng sobbing and prostrate on the ground. Setting down his cup, he critiqued, “I’m teaching you how to make a comeback, and this is the face you wear?”

“Does making a comeback mean abandoning my wife and child?” Gong Zheng, his eyes rimmed red, raised his head in defiance, a ferocious glare briefly passing over his face.

“It’s better than losing your life,” Tang Luo quipped, leaning back in his chair, toying with his tea cup in a carefree manner.

“Why are you telling me all this?” Confusion and pain etched across Gong Zheng’s face as he asked Tang Luo.

“Heh.” Tang Luo casually placed his tea cup on the table with a “clink”.

“Just thought you didn’t consider it, so I’m suggesting it. Why not give it a try?”

Tang Luo’s provocation only intensified Gong Zheng’s pain. While anyone would choose life over death, few could casually accept the cost of their revival to be the suffering or even death of their wife and children.

Gong Zheng’s internal struggle was written all over his face, his expressions ranging from indignation, pain, fury, determination, to gentleness. These contrasting sentiments sent his facial muscles into a spasmodic twitch. Nonetheless, his eyes remained clouded in confusion.

He found himself torn between making a comeback and protecting his family, his resolution wavering. As Tang Luo mentioned, he could start anew if he escaped Xiling. Staying, on the other hand, was tantamount to choosing death.

didn’t seem such a bad idea. But the vision of his daughter reaching out with tiny hands

had contemplated running away as he had. He felt like a beast, and the one who had prompted such monstrous thoughts was none other than the so-called Pride of Xiling,

lay a finger on Tang Luo. Powerless, he balled his fist and took a swing at the ground. He was consumed

“Oh, by the way.”

Luo reminded him casually, raising his teacup

Zheng clenched his heart, a sudden rush of inexplicably panic

ear was telling him that the formidable martial artist was returning soon. If he did not flee now, there would be no other opportunities. As this voice slowly shook his resolve, tempting

Enough! Just Stop!

himself hard in the face, accompanied by a

his own punch, exposing his white bones beneath the torn flesh. Blood flowed freely, streaked down his face, and

Tang Luo

with an infuriated look, he said, “What’s the point of making a comeback if I can’t

previously excited face faded into a calm expression. In a flat tone,

left, leaving behind Gong Zheng, his face covered in blood, letting

street, he

facing him, he discovered something

curiously asked, his eyes sparkling with an

confused and replied: “Didn’t

went to the brothel, and didn’t do anything else?” Tang Luo walked around

women, so he probably wouldn’t lie about that. But how did his spiritual power

when he dragged him out this morning, he should have had 9999

power had already reached 9999 (12857), and all he did was visit the brothel – he

of naturally increasing spiritual power or possessed

Master Xu was able to reach such a level at just

are not the same thing. A secret technique or a combat

Tang Luo’s question very strange, so he replied,

eyes shimmering curiously as a plan formed in