Chapter 25

Seeing Zhao Shuo's alert reaction, Su Xiu's face showed a look of relief. Su Chuanzong, who seemed like a transcendent being, slowly approached Zhao Shuo and said calmly, "Little guy, it's clear that you've had a great stroke of luck these days. Your future achievements are boundless. Today, you trespassed into the Su residence, but in consideration of your mother, I will let you off this time."

When Zhao Shuo saw Su Chuanzong, he couldn't help but be stunned, clearly not expecting the teacher at the school to be a hidden expert and a member of the Su family. However, even so, Zhao Shuo glared fiercely at Su Chuanzong and said, "What a big talker. It must have been you who threatened my mother. Today, even if it costs me my life, I will take my mother away!"

As he spoke, Zhao Shuo pounced on Su Chuanzong like a cheetah. However, to Su Chuanzong, Zhao Shuo's agile figure was full of flaws. Su Chuanzong simply extended a finger and flicked Zhao Shuo.

With a thud, Zhao Shuo fell heavily to the ground. Although he didn't know what Su Chuanzong had done to him in that instant, Zhao Shuo clearly understood that the seemingly harmless old man was far stronger than him. He could injure him with just a gesture. However, Zhao Shuo would not give up so easily.

Noticing the worried look in Su Xiu's eyes, Zhao Shuo felt a surge of strength. He slapped the ground with both hands and pounced at Su Chuanzong again.

However, the gap between Zhao Shuo and Su Chuanzong was like the difference between heaven and earth. In just one move, Zhao Shuo fell to the ground again.

Falling again and again, Zhao Shuo, covered in mud like a mud man, always got up to charge at Su Chuanzong again. His attack techniques gradually became more systematic, but even with his rapid progress, the gap in cultivation between them was insurmountable. A common cultivator versus a cultivator who had condensed a Dharmic Body—the difference was immeasurable.

For some reason, Su Xiu, watching Zhao Shuo fall again and again, did not stop him, even though her eyes were full of concern. She even showed a look of relief as she saw Zhao Shuo's progress.

Su Chuanzong, as if guiding Zhao Shuo, showed no impatience. It was Su Xiu who finally couldn't bear it and said, "Enough, Er Lang. Now you know why your mother can't leave with you, right?"

Looking at Su Xiu in surprise, Su Chuanzong, standing with his hands behind his back, said nothing. Zhao Shuo, lying in the mud, felt utterly useless. In front of Su Chuanzong, he had no ability to resist. Not to mention Su Chuanzong's strength, no one could say whether the Su family had even more formidable beings. No wonder his mother was unwilling to leave with him.

At this moment, Zhao Shuo hated himself for being so weak. If he had great power, who could stop him from rescuing Su Xiu?

Soaked in water, Zhao Shuo clenched his fists, his fingers digging into his palms, blood seeping out. He slowly stood up, looked at Su Xiu, and knelt before her with a determined look. Biting his teeth, he said, "I am an unfilial son, unable to save my mother. But I swear to the heavens that one day, I will take my mother away with my own strength, and no one, not even the strongest beings, will be able to stop me."

After saying this, Zhao Shuo suddenly stood up and stared at Su Chuanzong, laughing loudly, "Everyone, listen to me! My mother will stay here temporarily. If anyone dares to harm her in the slightest, I will repay them a thousandfold!"

Looking at Zhao Shuo's back, though weak, at this moment, he seemed like an unscalable mountain in Su Xiu's heart.

Suddenly, Su Xiu said, "Shuo'er, remember, trust no one except your siblings. Do not come to see me until you reach the Dao Lord stage. Otherwise... otherwise, I will have no son like you!"

Zhao Shuo clenched his fists, Su Xiu's words piercing his heart like a knife. Drops of blood fell, and suddenly, Zhao Shuo laughed loudly, his figure disappearing in the rain.

Looking at the blood gradually fading in the rain, Su Xiu suddenly said, "Old Ancestor, did I do something wrong?"

Su Chuanzong sighed, "I didn't expect this boy to have such potential. In the past, I thought he was weak, but I didn't expect him to be so spirited. What you did was for his own good. I hope he will one day understand your intentions."

Su Xiu looked in the direction Zhao Shuo had left, her eyes full of worry, and said, "I only hope he doesn't go down the wrong path because of this blow."

Leaving the Su residence, the long street was empty. The heavy rain seemed to pour down as if a piece of the sky was missing. The rain washed over Zhao Shuo's body, and for a moment, the world seemed vast and endless, leaving Zhao Shuo with a sense of nowhere to go.

Not bringing Su Xiu back, Zhao Shuo had no face to return to Zhao Feng and Zhao Luan. Looking around in confusion, he couldn't help but feel dejected.

"Little brother, is it enjoyable to stand in the rain like this?"

A magnetic voice came, and Zhao Shuo, startled, looked in the direction of the voice. Not far from him, a man with an ordinary appearance but an unusual aura was leisurely drinking in a tavern. Noticing Zhao Shuo's gaze, the man slowly raised his head and smiled brightly at him. In that instant, the bright smile seemed to bloom in Zhao Shuo's heart, dispelling the gloom.

Moved, Zhao Shuo walked over to the man, sat down without hesitation, and drank a bowl of wine. Instantly, a fiery sensation spread through his body, and he exclaimed, "Good wine!"

The man's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he laughed heartily, "Refreshing! Another one!"

The two of them didn't exchange many words, just kept drinking bowl after bowl of wine. The man's wine gourd, though small, seemed to have an endless supply of wine. They drank dozens of bowls, the volume of which was probably more than ten times the size of the wine gourd, indicating that it was a rare treasure.

Seemingly trying to forget his troubles with the strong wine, Zhao Shuo drank bowl after bowl, his eyes gradually becoming hazy. Dazed, he said, "Uncle, cheers!"

Hearing Zhao Shuo call him uncle, the middle-aged man was taken aback, but a smile gradually appeared on his lips. He chuckled, "This kid, uncle it is, then. Am I really that old?"

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