"By the way, what was that thing your master told me about the Dragon Ball? He said he would give me the Dragon Ball in the end, but I still haven't seen any sign of it."
Uchiha Hiko had doubts about the Dragon Ball they had mentioned before. When the master had told him to come looking for the scholar, he had said he would hand the Dragon Ball over to him. Yet there was still no trace of it, which was rather suspicious.
"Ah, that was what my master said. Later, when the two of us wander the Jianghu together, you'll gradually discover the Dragon Ball. Even he doesn't know where it is, but in the end, the Dragon Ball will be given to you."
After all that, Uchiha Hiko finally understood. This master did not know where the Dragon Ball was either. Sending him into the deep mountains to find the scholar had merely been a pretext involving the Dragon Ball.
"That old man really had no good intentions, did he? So he had me come find you because he wanted to hand you over to me. Turns out you're just a little disciple he didn't want anymore."
Uchiha Hiko had finally seen the situation for what it was. Still, he was not too discouraged. At the very least, he now had someone by his side who could help him with things.
After hearing that, the scholar merely lowered his head and did not dare speak. He felt terribly wronged, and Uchiha Hiko's hurtful words made his heart ache.
Who would want to be someone abandoned by others? But there was no helping it. That was simply the truth. The scholar understood it in his heart; he just had never been willing to express such painful feelings.
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