Guan Zhixin's laughter echoed all around.

"Young master, you won't kill me. Once you know the whole truth, not only will you not kill me, but you might even thank me!"

"Oh!"

"You hurt my son, you've brought this upon me, and you still expect me to thank you?"

"dream!"

As she spoke, she raised her voice.

"Come out here, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

As Gu Jingchun spoke, he took two steps back and then took out a small, round "firecracker" from his pocket.

Just then, the door behind them was suddenly closed.

Guan Zhixin's smug voice rang out.

"Young master, please stop resisting and give up!"

"Now, if you actually light this thing, you'll only end up hurting yourself."

Upon hearing this, Lanxin became even more worried.

"Miss, what should we do? All the doors are closed."

As she spoke, she went over and tried to open the door.

However, for some reason, this door, despite being extremely dilapidated, was so sturdy that no matter how much force Lanxin used, she couldn't budge it an inch.

Seeing this, Lanxin became even more worried, and her eyes showed a hint of panic.

Gu Jingchun chuckled softly.

He immediately put away the firecrackers in his hand.

"Not bad, you've actually gotten a lot smarter."

"Speak, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

As Gu Jingchun spoke, he looked around again.

Lanxin immediately understood. She searched the dilapidated temple and finally found a chair, wiped it clean, and moved it over.

Gu Jingchun slowly sat down, adopting an attentive and respectful demeanor, which surprised Guan Zhixin for a moment.

"Hahaha, you truly live up to your reputation as our young master. Your demeanor and spirit are beyond your reach."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from the dilapidated temple, and the Buddha statue in front of Gu Jingchun was suddenly moved away.

Behind the original Buddha statue, an old man with gray hair was sitting.

He was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a whisk, and looked like a Taoist with a refined and dignified air.

But his eyes were full of greed and scheming.

When Gu Jingchun saw him, he simply snorted coldly.

"It's been a while since I last saw you. It seems you're doing quite well."

They've even replaced this wheelchair with a new one! I just wonder, every time you push this wheelchair, do you ever think about how your legs became ruined?

"Otherwise, how dare you come and provoke me again!"

Guan Zhixin smiled, her face full of satisfaction as she looked at Gu Jingchun.

"No!"

"I don't blame the young master."

“Every time I see my legs, I am amazed at how capable my young master is. It is no wonder that I have been teaching him so diligently over the years.”

"This proves that I was right about you. Young master, you do have the demeanor of your master back then, and only you can help her fulfill her last wish."

Gu Jingchun snorted coldly.

"Guan Zhixin, remember this: I am not your master, not before, and not in the future."

As for the kindness we had as master and disciple, I repaid it long ago when I crippled your legs.

I don't care what tricks you're trying to pull now, but since I've seen you again, you're not leaving here alive.

As Gu Jingchun spoke, he activated the mechanism in his hand.

In an instant, three short swords shot out, but they were all blocked by a shield that suddenly appeared just as they were about to reach Guan Zhixin.

Guan Zhixin smiled.

"Young master, don't waste your energy. I taught you all these skills. Even if you have improved, I am still on guard. You can't hurt me."

Gu Jingchun's earlier move was merely a test; now that he's certain Guan Zhixin was prepared, he's also more aware of the situation.

She leaned back and spoke again.

"Guan Zhixin, stop talking nonsense and tell me everything you know so I can send you on your way."

Guan Zhixin was not angry at all after hearing this.

Mao Zixiao, who was behind him, pushed Guan Zhixin forward slowly, and their eyes met Gu Jingchun's.

“Young Master, even though you've always told me not to call you Young Master, you must understand that you are my Young Master.”

"Because my master was once the most honored person in the world."

Upon hearing this, Gu Jingchun's gaze fell on Guan Zhixin's face, his eyes fixed on him.

Until Guan Zhixin said those words.

“Jingchun, your father is not that incompetent Gu Wei'ang, and your mother is not that stupid woman Chu Qianlan.”

Your father was the crown prince of the former Anrong Kingdom, and the de facto ruler of the Anrong Kingdom, known for his benevolence and virtue. He was Li Wenci.

Your mother is an extraordinary woman named Fu Shiyu. She possesses the most advanced ideas, the most brilliant mind, and the most open-minded and insightful perspective.

And you, inheriting all the strengths of both of them, are a natural leader.

Gu Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, as it confirmed his own thoughts.

"Then who are you?"

Guan Zhixin chuckled softly.

"I?"

"I am just an insignificant little person."

“A very insignificant craftsman in the Eastern Palace.”

As Guan Zhixin spoke, he seemed to be lost in memories.

"Back then, when I was in the Eastern Palace, I was ostracized and suppressed in various ways because of my good skills."

"Later, Master Fu came and said she wanted to make something strange, so she gathered all the craftsmen and gave them some blueprints."

"But those people aren't really craftsmen. They might be able to make simple things, but how could they possibly make something this complicated?"

"So even though those people looked down on me, they had no choice but to hand over the blueprints to me."

"And I spent a whole day and night to finally finish making it."

After taking the goods, all they thought about was claiming credit.

"I was furious, so I prepared to go find Master Fu, but before I could even see her, I was stopped by those people."

"They wanted to kill me to prevent future trouble."

"They held me underwater, trying to kill me."

"It was the former crown prince who happened to be passing by and saved me."

"After learning the whole story, he punished all the craftsmen, leaving only himself."

At that time, I only felt gratitude towards the former crown prince.

"However, later, I was isolated in the palace again because of this incident. No one wanted to talk to me. They said I was someone who would betray my companions for my own future."

I was depressed because of this, and then I met the former crown prince.

He comforted me and told me that there are many different kinds of voices in this world, and we live amidst them, hearing them all, but we shouldn't be influenced by them.

"We must live authentically, living out our own unique selves."