Ning Ke's origins were bizarre, and her life had been fraught with hardships. Yet she had maintained such a bright, striving spirit that Xiang Yang could not help but admire her deeply. Perhaps it was precisely that strength born from the depths of her heart that stirred the strings of his own.
The relationship between the two also seemed to grow closer because Ning Ke had laid bare her past.
Meanwhile, after Qu Ping dragged Yi Guoxin away, Yi Guoxin was still indignant. He believed his martial arts were no weaker than Xiang Yang's, and that if he had used his forbidden move, he would certainly have defeated Xiang Yang.
Qu Ping did not waste words with him. Half dragging and half pulling, he finally brought Yi Guoxin to Tiger King's palace in First Line of Heaven.
"Guoxin, you were too impulsive. Whether it was your attitude toward Ning Ke or your sneak attack on Xiang Yang, you acted far too willfully and without sufficient thought."
Tiger King spoke to everyone at an incredibly rapid pace, often making it difficult for others to sort out the meaning of his words. Only when speaking to his nephew did he slow down and adopt a gentle manner.
Rather than a reprimand, these words were more like the indulgent guidance of an elder. He would not punish Yi Guoxin; he would only teach him how to do better and how to act in ways more advantageous to himself. His purpose was to teach, not to punish.
From beginning to end, he had never regarded Yi Guoxin as his subordinate or as a member of the Divine Constable Gate, but as his dearest, dearest nephew.
"Uncle, no matter what, Ning Ke and I are absolutely impossible. There is no need for you to waste