Chapter 29. Belated Regrets

                                    

                                          


Ye Baiyi frowned slightly. His face looked even more fake than that of Zhou Zishu, in that it seemed like it had been staying stiff for so long and every minuscule movement looked strange. He asked. "It's you? Who are you?"
Wen Kexing smiled cruelly and asked him back. "Why don't you introduce yourself first before inquiring me? Is this how Monk Gu teaches his disciple to behave?"
Zhou Zishu, still leaning on Wen Kexing for support, was having a hard time to stand upright. He coughed drily a few times, feeling like his throat was burning. He turned his face to one side and threw up a mouthful of blood.
Seeing that, Wen Kexing's face darkened as he scolded him, "Are you stupid as well, Zhou Xu, why did you let him feel you up like that when you don't even know who he is?"
I haven't even got the chance to touch you yet! was what he didn't say out loud as he glanced at Ye Baiyi.
Zhou Zishu, busy trying to stabilise his breathing after his body being thrown into disarray by Ye Baiyi, heard nothing of Wen Kexing's nonsense. During the process, he glared at the man miserably.
Ye Baiyi asked further. "Your kungfu is not bad, whose disciple are you? And what is your relationship with this child?"
Wen Kexing finally saw the strangeness in the way the other man talked. He enunciated words very slowly like an old man, and completed with his facial expressions, he gave both an irritable and uncanny feeling.
Wen Kexing was not the thoughtless type. Now that the initial emotional impulse had worn off, doubt started to bloom in his chest.
Before he could answer, Zhou Zishu raised his sleeves to wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth, voice gentle, "What is your intention, Monk Gu?"
Ye Baiyi replied, undisturbed, "I want to see if your injuries are still salvageable." After pausing a little, he continued. "And I have never said that I'm Monk Gu, don't get ahead of yourself."
Wen Kexing was not surprised as he already knew Zhou Zishu suffered from internal injuries, but the second sentence did catch him off guard. Zhou Zishu assumed him to be Monk Gu, and while Ye Baiyi denied this, the way he referred to that name did not at all carry a sense of respect; he talked was as if Monk Gu was his peer.
Wen Kexing couldn't help but look over Ye Baiyi's completely-not-wrinkled face once again and thought, What kind of abomination is this old man?
Ye Baiyi spoke to Zhou Zishu, "The juniors will always follow their seniors' footsteps; I know Qin Huaizhang did a totally botched job of teaching his disciples, but I advise you to stay away from this man who you don't even know well. He was even more bad news than you."
Wen Kexing felt like this man with an endless stomach was born to be his archnemesis. His chest was tight as he blurted out, "Don't even know well? Old man, have you ever heard about the concept of soulmate? You have stick your ancient nose into every single problem there is, and now you even want to dictate what we do?"
Ye Baiyi, already not an agreeable person to begin with, snarled "Are you trying to die, brat?" under his breath and charged at him.
Zhou Zishu with his unstable breathing was not at all suitable to be in the middle of this fight between these two all-around insolent men, so he cleverly retreated and sat on the top of a wall nearby to spectate and recuperate.
During this time when people were currently too worried about the Lapis Armor and the Ghost Valley to be able to sleep well, no one had any idea that in this small alley, a rarely seen clash between two martial arts masters was happening. Ye Baiyi had denied to be Monk Gu and Zhou Zishu was now unsure who he actually was; but upon seeing this unprecedented level of martial arts skills, him being Monk Gu didn't seem like a stretch at all.