Before the two sides had truly begun fighting, Ying Ming Hao, who had been sitting nearby watching the matches, suddenly grew restless.
He raised his voice and shouted:
"Hey! You brat named Gu, listen up! If you dare harm a single hair on Little Red's head, I'll show you what's what afterward!
Just watch me pin your younger brother Gu Xingchen to the ground and grind him into the dirt!"
Hearing this, Gu Xingchen stood dumbstruck, utterly bewildered.
I haven't done anything! How did I somehow become the scapegoat?!
What baffled him even more was why Senior Brother Jie Kong and Xuan Chengzi were each holding one of his shoulders so tightly.
Were they worried he would seize the chance to run away?
Please! I'm not some coward as timid as a mouse!
As it turned out, however, he was exactly that sort of person...
After all, he and Senior Brother Jie Kong were fellow disciples. They were as close as brothers, practically family.
Yet now, at a crucial moment, Jie Kong had not hesitated to treat him so ruthlessly. He was even more heartless than an outsider!
Hmph! Once we get back, I'll go cry to Master about this. There's no way I'm swallowing this insult for nothing!
Master has to give that disloyal bastard a proper scolding!
Faced with this unexpected predicament, Gu Xingchen was at a complete loss. Helplessly, he cast a pleading look toward Gu Xinghai.
Gu Xinghai, meanwhile, looked equally torn between laughter and tears. He silently cursed Ying Ming Hao a few times, but could hardly lose his temper to his face. He remained silent, yet his movements grew weak and limp, as though all the strength had been drained from his body.
After three hundred rounds of fierce combat with Little Red,