Chapter 200.2
The Ancestor of our Sect Isn't Acting like an Elder
200 . 2 â The Meaning of Strength
âAsk away . â
Before he replied, Gong Jing was stunned . He probably didnât expect that Xue Qilin still has a question she wants to ask him .
âLittle Qing said that her brother is seriously ill . I heard that heâs your only grandson?â
Xue Qilin spoke in a tone that gives off the impression that she is discussing something trivial .
Gong Jing answered straightforwardly, âYes, Yangâer is the only male in the Gong Clan . â
âOh, then you must be very worried and nervous?â
Xue Qilinâs question brought a bitter expression to Gong Jingâs face .
â... thatâs only natural . â
âCan Little Qing save him?â
Gong Jing replied with a âyes, Qingâer canâ, and then explained a little discontentedly, âIn fact, Yangâerâs condition has improved a lot . â
What sort of disease needs to be treated with blood from a relative? Xue Qilin, who has never heard of such a thing, has her misgivings . Be that as it may, there are all kinds of strange things in the world . She has no way to deny the existence of such a rare illness .
Whatâs more, the facts appear to have been laid out before her . Gong Tianyangâs state has really improved due to the treatment that uses Gong Tianqingâs blood . She cannot not believe it .
âAh ah, this is really...â
Xue Qilin closed her eyes .
At some point, tinnitus rose in her ears and rand in the abyss of her mind, making her more agitated .
â turned to ashes .
A fire poured out from her stomach like water that burst out from a dam and burned her thoughts to ashes . Among the collapsed walls of thoughts, only anger was left burning .
As if the flames of anger coming from the abyss of her heart have materialized, a blaze emerged behind her .
Countless flame tongues swirled .
The flames that burst out of thin air interwove into two streams of fire that rotated around a center and formed a ferocious flame vortex .
The fire bathed the lassâs face in red and the rising heat made her figure appear fuzzy . Luo Hong and Gong Jing looked at each other, and then assumed a stance .
ââ but Little Qing is also your granddaughter!â
Xue Qilin suddenly opened her eyes and roared . As if to mirror its masterâs mood, the flame vortex behind her suddenly became turbulent and extended countless pulsating flame threads .
Obeying the impulse that erupted inside her, she pointed her sword at Gong Jing furiously .
It seems as if the sword tip emitting cold, green light will turn into a lethal arrow at any time . If the lass didnât still have some sense of reason left, maybe the sword would have already plunged into Gong Jingâs heart .
âHow can you be so cruel?â
She used an interrogative tone, as if denouncing .
Xue Qilin stared at Gong Jing with her eyes already dyed gold .
Both the palmar and the dorsal sides contain flesh [2] . In that case, how can you have the heart to cut up one side to fill the other? ... canât understand, she canât understand it at all .
Is it because of the preference for boys over girls? Is it because only men can carry on the family name? Xue Qilin doesnât know whether these values are right or not, but she does not agree with them .
There is no right choice when it comes to worldly affairs, you can only follow the heart .
In this case, if Xue Qilin doesnât approve of something, itâs not too much to say that itâs wrong .
Whether it is Gong Jing or Gong Tianqing, she believes that they both are wrong .
If an achievement is based on sacrifice, then it is only equivalent exchange and has no value to be pursued .
Life may not be as important as death, but only those alive can obtain happiness . Xue Qilin wants to keep Gong Tianqing alive and make her happy .
However â
âThis old one didnât force Qingâer . This is her own choice...â
This is Gong Jingâs answer .
Xue Qilin asked with a sharp look in her eyes, âOh, so you just donât care . Despite being fully aware that there is a pit in front, you just let her take a leap forward?â
âOur Gong Clan has wronged Qingâer, so we canât ask anything of her â I know that . â
âIn that case ââ
âThatâs why this one wonât interfere in her choice . â
Gong Jing interrupted Xue Qilin .
âWonât interfere?â
âWonât coerce . â
Xue Qilin snorted coldly, and then asked, âWonât dissuade either, right?â
âYes . â
Isnât that no different from being apathetic to the other partyâs plight? Gong Jingâs reply prompted Xue Qilin to draw a cold smile on her face .
âWhether Qingâer is willing to save Yangâer or not, this old one wonât say a word . â
Gong Jing slowly closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh .
âThis old one respects her choice . â
As if hearing rain fall on a sunny day, Xue Qilin, who thought that she heard wrong, showed a stunned expression .
âRespect...â
The moment she reacted, Xue Qilinâs complexion suddenly turned pale .
She felt a burst of dizziness .
As if a basin of cold water was poured over it, the anger dissipated in a flash . Instead, a sense of warmth welled up on her face .
Xue Qilin covered her face weakly .
âAh, so thatâs what it is...â
Maybe Gong Jing really feels guilty over Gong Tianqingâs situation and wants to compensate her .
However, Gong Tianyang is his grandson . He must be determined to save his grandson at all costs .
Regrettably, the Will of Heaven plays tricks on people . Gong Jing must have never expected that his grandsonâs life would depend on Gong Tianqing â the granddaughter over whom he feels guilt .
On one side is his grandson, on the other side is his granddaughter . When happiness can only be transferred to one side, what should the old man choose?
The answer is probably that there is no way to choose .
If the weight of the two people in his heart was not the same, it would be one thing . But now it seems that the scale inside his heart is not slanted at all and is unable to measure the weight of their lives .
In this case, there is no way to choose .
Thatâs why he chose to be a spectator, not to impose his will on anyone, to guard Gong Tianqingâs choice silently .
What is this... hey, Heaven really played a trick on you . Xue Qilin sighed and thrust her sword into the ground .
âOld Master, I was wrong to blame you . â The lass bowed to Gong Jing solemnly, âI was too agitated . â
Gong Jing just shook his head .
This was not Gong Jing not accepting Xue Qilinâs apology, but him telling her â âthere is nothing to apologize forâ .
âFor Lady Xue to be so angry over Qingâer, this old one is really thankful for it . Qingâerâs birth was unfortunate . Furthermore, she didnât have a good childhood since her father hated . This old one has been out for many years and couldnât give her anything . She was deprived of too many things she deserved . Yangâer, on the other hand, is seriously ill . This old one really doesnât know how to handle this . â
Gong Jing gave an ugly smile .
The old man, who has been on the battlefield all his life, killed many enemies, defended the northern border for many years, and devoted his whole life to the stability of the Hua Dynasty, seems so powerless at this time .
Heaven Realm master, Grandmaster, what of it? Isnât it still impossible to step cross âHeavenâ? In the face of the Will of Heaven, people are powerless â at this moment, Xue Qilin realized this point once more .
[2] â âboth the palmar and the dorsal sides contain fleshâ is an idiom that means â you cannot choose between one or the other because you are fond of both