Hu Xiaotian gazed at Ji Feihua's lonely silhouette in the night wind. This was the first time Ji Feihua, who had always seemed so powerful and perfect to him, had shown such helplessness and sorrow before him. He could not help feeling that they shared the same affliction. Had he not also been used by Hu Buwei? If not for his mother's death, he might still not have truly awakened.
Hu Xiaotian asked, "Big Brother Ji, what do you plan to do now?"
Ji Feihua lifted the wine flask and tipped back his head to take several long swallows, then tossed it to Hu Xiaotian without turning around.
Hu Xiaotian caught it. There was little wine left, and he drank the rest.
Ji Feihua said, "The Xu Family's influence extends throughout the world. Old Madam Xu lives in pampered luxury in Jinling City. The Jinling Xu Residence is not only unrivaled in wealth, but also contains the most intricate mechanical defenses in the world. Old Madam Xu hasn't appeared in public for years. No one knows whether she's dead or alive, or even whether she's in Jinling."
Hu Xiaotian asked, "Do you want to take on the Xu Family?"
Ji Feihua shook his head. "I've already failed. A defeated general has no right to boast of valor. In most people's eyes, I'm long dead. With my current strength, how could I possibly shake the Xu Family, with its deep roots and flourishing branches?"
Hu Xiaotian said, "Your martial prowess seems to have recovered."
Ji Feihua turned around and, for some reason, smiled. That smile shamed the flowers and sent the moon into hiding, making even the stars above pale in comparison. Hu Xiaotian stared, spellbound. He had always considered himself a straight man, yet he had never imagined he could