Perhaps a person's temper would slowly subside as they grew older and experienced more.
However, a person's character, the innate nature in their bones, could not be erased no matter what.
Those who were familiar with Gu Qingfeng.
To be precise, those who were familiar with King Chixiao knew that his temper was not good. Not only that, but he could also be very violent at times. Otherwise, he would not have gone through the Immortal Trial to wipe out Sengoku, who was in charge of this world, in a fit of anger.
Yes.
He could not tolerate it.
Once, when he was young, a close friend died for him. From then on, he swore that if anyone was hurt because of him, he would make them pay back ten times, a hundred times over. It did not matter if the other party was a man or a woman, immortal or devil, Buddha or demon, he did not care.
This was his bottom line, his only bottom line.
He would not allow anyone to trample on it.
Not the Heavenly King, not the Heavens!
Not anyone!
Along the way, Gu Qingfeng and Wang Dashan chatted casually. He looked no different from usual. There was no particular anger in his expression, and his eyes were as calm as usual.
Indeed.
Gu Qingfeng was not angry, let alone angry.
This kind of small matter was not enough to affect his emotions. He just felt that since Wang Dashan had taken a slap for him, he had to get it back for him. The matter was that simple. To Gu Qingfeng, it was as simple as eating when he was hungry.
What was the bottom line? This was it.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the northeast corner of the Red Leaves Valley. Gu Qingfeng looked around. The one mu of spiritual land that he had just opened up yesterday had become a pile of waste soil. The seeds that he had painstakingly planted for an entire afternoon had also been dug up.
What Gu Qingfeng did not expect was that it was not only his spiritual land that had been destroyed. Even Wang Dashan's one mu of spiritual land had been turned into waste soil. The fire bead grass that would have taken a few days to harvest had been uprooted and piled up on the ground like withered weeds.
"It's been hard on you."
Gu Qingfeng patted Wang Dashan's shoulder and comforted him. "I'll get you something better when we get back."
"Young Master, let's go …"
Wang Dashan was an honest man. Ever since he had entered Yunxia School, he had been bullied. Because of this, he had chosen the most remote and barren place in the Red Leaves Valley to plant his spiritual farm. He also knew that he could not afford to offend those external disciples. After being bullied, he could only swallow his anger.
Gu Qingfeng didn't say anything. He walked over and bent down to pick up a few seeds. At this moment, Wang Dashan ran over and reminded him in a choked voice, "Young Master, let's go quickly. They're coming!"
Oh?
Gu Qingfeng raised his head and saw seven or eight youths walking over in a sloppy manner. Among them, the one walking at the front was a youth with a long face. He was playing with a folding fan in his hand. He sneered and said, "Oh, isn't this the dragon among men, Young Master Chi Yan? I heard that you're quite good at music. Can you play a song for us? "
"So you're saying that you're the ones who destroyed my spiritual field?"
Gu Qingfeng stood up and narrowed his eyes as he looked at them.
"So what if it's us?"
The young man with a long face looked arrogant and domineering. He shouted, "How dare you steal our Young Master Li's woman. This is just a lesson for you. If you know what's good for you, get lost immediately. Otherwise, we'll cripple you!"
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng slightly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Which Young Master Li?"
"Let me tell you, Young Master Li Sen is an outstanding disciple of our Yunxia School. He's also the famous seventh young master of the Li family in Qingyang Territory. How dare you, a piece of trash who failed to build foundation, steal our Young Master Li's woman! I think you're tired of living! "
Li Sen?
Gu Qingfeng thought carefully and seemed to have some recollection. The young master who pestered Ouyang Ye at First-rank Villa seemed to be called Li Sen.
"Okay, I know." Gu Qingfeng asked indifferently, "Who hurt Wang Dashan's face?"
"It was me."
The young man with a long face took a step forward and stared at Gu Qingfeng with his chin raised. He said disdainfully, "What can you do?"
"Okay, as long as you admit it." Gu Qingfeng unbuttoned his collar and rolled up his sleeves. He looked up at the young man with a long face and said with a smile, "Come here. Let's see what I can do to you."
"Humph! You're just a piece of trash … "
Before he finished speaking, Gu Qingfeng raised his hand and slapped him. The young man with a long face didn't know what was going on. He only felt his right cheek go numb and he fell to the ground. The others didn't expect this piece of trash to suddenly make a move. They were all startled. After they reacted, they didn't have time to care about the surprise in their hearts. They shouted and directly attacked.
When Gu Qingfeng turned around, he raised his hand and slapped the second person to the ground. He stepped to the side and slapped the third person to the ground. In less than a breath's time, seven or eight young men were all slapped to the ground by him.
Looking at this scene, Wang Dashan, who was standing to the side, was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Gu Qingfeng to make a move and he didn't expect him to be so decisive. Looking at the seven or eight people rolling on the ground, Wang Dashan couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. After these people's cheeks were slapped by Gu Qingfeng, almost all of them were swollen, especially the young man with a long face. His entire face was swollen like a pig's head!
Then he looked at Gu Qingfeng, who was standing in the spirit field. His expression was as calm as ever, and no one could tell if he was happy, angry, sad, or happy. He looked at the seven or eight people rolling on the ground and seemed to be chatting nonchalantly.
"Today, on account of your young age, I'll give each of you a slap so you'll remember."
Taking out a flask of wine from his storage bag, Gu Qingfeng took a small sip and said, "At the same time, I'll let you understand a principle. Since you hit people, you should be prepared to be hit back. There's nothing wrong with being young and frivolous. There's nothing wrong with being arrogant and despotic. But you must learn to bear the consequences of being frivolous and arrogant."
After taking another sip of wine, he continued, "Let's forget about hitting people. But I can't let the spirit field that I spent the whole afternoon working on yesterday be destroyed by you. Go, bury the seeds the same way you threw them out. Plant them the same way you pulled out the fire bead grass in Dashan's spirit field."
The seven or eight people on the ground stood up, covering their cheeks. The young man with a long face stared at Gu Qingfeng and shouted fiercely, "Just you wait, Young Master Li …"
Before he could finish, Gu Qingfeng lifted his leg and kicked him to the ground. He said indifferently, "If you don't finish the spirit field today, don't even think about leaving."
Some people were scared and wanted to run. But just as they were about to move, Gu Qingfeng kicked them. Some people tried to use martial arts, but it was useless. Before they could use their martial arts, Gu Qingfeng kicked them to the ground.
He didn't say anything and just stood there. Whoever dared to move, he kicked them.
After a few kicks, no one dared to run anymore. They either covered their cheeks or their stomachs and rolled back and forth on the ground in pain.
"A bunch of little bastards, how dare you rebel. Stand up and go plant the spirit field!"
Gu Qingfeng suddenly shouted. After a few more kicks, the seven or eight people on the ground didn't dare to say anything. They covered their swollen cheeks and wiped their tears as they got up and went to plant the spirit field.
"Young Master, forget it …"
Wang Dashan walked over and said worriedly.
"Forget it?"
Gu Qingfeng sat down on the ground and drank a little wine. He said, "Dashan … in the future, you can't use the word 'forget it' to solve anything. Since you've done it, you should do it thoroughly. If you use 'forget it' to solve every problem, not only will you hurt yourself, but you will also hurt others. If I forget it today, what about next time? What about next time? What about next time? "
"If you say 'forget it', you will bring a lot of trouble to yourself. You will also indulge this group of little brats. Even if you do harm to them, I am doing this for the good of this group of little brats. Today, I will teach them a lesson. Otherwise, when they leave the Red Cloud Sect in the future and provoke people they shouldn't provoke, what awaits them will not be as simple as a few slaps!"
He stood up and patted the dust off his body.
"You're not a Bodhisattva, so you don't need to be merciful to others. You're also not a Buddha, so you don't need to enlighten others. You're just a person, an ordinary person. If you suffer a loss, you should get back at them if you have the strength. If you don't, you should endure it until you have the strength to do so.
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