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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.

crossed Gong Zheng’s mind. Starting over in a new city didn’t seem such a bad idea. But the vision of his daughter reaching

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, the scion of the Tang Clan. His eyes were murderous as they bore into Tang Luo, who merely

man, Gong Zheng knew he dare not lay a finger on Tang Luo. Powerless, he balled his fist and took a swing at the ground. He was consumed with self-hatred for his

“Oh, by the way.”

Luo reminded him casually, raising his teacup in salutation

his heart, a sudden rush of inexplicably panic

was as if a voice in his 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 him to flee, he closed his eyes, only to be greeted by the images

Enough! Just Stop!

punched himself hard in the face, accompanied by a

beneath the torn flesh. Blood flowed freely, streaked down his face, and

made up your mind?” Tang Luo asked

open his right eye. Meeting Tang Luo’s gaze with an infuriated

ultimate decision, Tang Luo’s previously excited face faded into a calm expression. In a flat tone, he said, “If

behind Gong Zheng, his face covered in blood, letting out a stifled

Luo stepped out of the building into the street, he walked straight into Lao Ying, who had

facing him, he discovered something

Luo curiously asked, his eyes sparkling with an inexplicable

and replied: “Didn’t I tell

didn’t do anything else?” Tang

was carrying the scent of rouge from the brothel women, so he probably wouldn’t lie about that.

dragged him out this morning, he should have had 9999 (12856) points of spiritual power, in

Master Xu’s underlying spiritual power had already reached 9999 (12857), and all he

the Xu Clan had a way of naturally increasing spiritual power or possessed a secret technique of absorbing yin and cultivating

why Master Xu was able to reach such a level at

not the same thing. A secret technique or a combat skill can significantly increase combat power, but spiritual

Luo’s question very strange, so he replied, “What else could I have

chuckled, his eyes shimmering curiously as a plan formed in