"Don't worry, I'm not here to beat you up."
Unlike his previous proud, cold, and radiant demeanor on the high platform of the training ground, Mu Linghan now resembled a banished wolf, filled with vigilance and wariness towards everything, his eyes filled with murderous intent and gloom.
July acted as if she hadn't seen anything, reaching out her hand and asking earnestly, "Can you get up?"
"..." Mu Linghan didn't speak, but frowned and stubbornly knelt down. His dark and gloomy phoenix eyes made no attempt to hide his disgust as he stared straight at Qiyue.
In his eyes, this woman dressed in religious robes and wearing a mask was no different from those who bullied him, or even more disgusting and hypocritical, who didn't even dare to show her face.
Seemingly able to read Mu Linghan's mind, Qiyue flicked him on the forehead: "Little cripple, when facing an enemy, before you have the ability to protect yourself, not hiding your disgust, dislike, and resentment is not called stubbornness or dignity, it's called stupidity, understand?"
Mu Linghan was taken aback. He looked at Qi Yue, seemingly trying to discern her purpose from her exposed eyes. However, after looking for a long time, he couldn't see anything and could only confirm that she truly meant no harm.
His furrowed brows relaxed as he looked at Qiyue and sighed. Although he still disliked being called "little cripple," the gloom in his eyes dissipated: "What do you want to do?"
Qiyue didn't answer him, but continued, "Although a person lives for their reputation and a tree lives for its bark, little cripple, when a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. If you can't take revenge and have no ability to protect yourself, it's better to bow your head and show weakness in order to wait for the future. This is not called cowardice, this is called wisdom."
"As long as the goal is achieved, sometimes the method doesn't matter."
Mu Linghan was stunned, but something inside him eased. This was the first time he had heard such a statement, and it seemed to make some sense.
"Do you like it? I specially picked this out for you." Qi Yue looked at the person kneeling in front of her and took out the spear and a cultivation manual from her spatial ring.
Mu Linghan's eyes lit up.
Qi Yue smiled and said, "Little cripple, don't underestimate this cultivation technique. Although it's only at the eighth rank of the Heavenly Realm, it's the limit you can currently practice. Practice it well~".
Mu Linghan asked with mixed feelings, "Why?"
"Why?" Qi Yue murmured these three words slowly with her red lips, her voice clear and crisp, and smiled gently: "Why else? Of course, it's to take you as my little brother. Come on, call me big brother!"
Qiyue lifted Mu Linghan's chin, looking forward to it.
For someone like Mu Linghan who has lived in darkness since childhood, a high-sounding reward is useless. It's better to be sincere, gentle, and bright, to save him from dire straits and then pull him out of it.
"Yes, big brother." Mu Linghan looked up at Qiyue, and when he saw those bright, smiling eyes, the gloom in his eyes completely melted away.
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