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After sending all the paintings in his hands out of the Hall of Gods, Gu Xi sat there and waited.
The thing that had been snatched from Gu Xi back then was not important. Gu Xi had almost forgotten what it was, only remembering that it had been some piece of jade. But that grudge had stayed etched in his heart the whole time.
He had never had the chance before, so Gu Xi had kept it in mind all this time. Now that he had the opportunity, he naturally intended to hit that guy where it hurt.
After receiving the draft Gu Xi had provided, Fate could not help letting out a soft sound of surprise.
It was not because Gu Xi's drawing was especially good or anything.
One had to know that Fate wandered within fate itself. What kind of person had he not seen? What kind of painting had he not seen?
With Gu Xi's level of drawing, Fate had seen plenty like it.
What surprised Fate was that something Gu Xi had remembered for so long actually did have a connection to Gu Xi.
Fate turned to look toward the Hall of Gods. After hesitating for a moment, he finally asked, "How far do you want this handled?"
"After you catch him, beat him half to death. Better yet, take his Red Equipment from him."
Gu Xi spoke viciously.
Gu Xi could tell perfectly well that this young man had only been able to snatch the thing from his hands because he was relying on his Red Equipment—and Fate-type Red Equipment at that.
Gu Xi wanted to snatch his Red Equipment away and see what he could do about it.
"That's simple