Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Wu Qi, is your sword sharp?

Early the next morning, Wu Ping opened the room door and saw Wu Qi holding the sword at the door with a serious face, as if he had been waiting for a long time. He looked at Wu Ping suspiciously, but in the end, he still didn’t ask the question from the bottom of his heart.

Who hasn’t kept a secret yet? Just like him, so keen to kill people. Isn’t it also because of your own secrets? But! How does he become stronger so fast!?

Wu Qi took out the diary. “Every day, I reflect on myself three times, yet setbacks constantly hit me. Today, I still can’t surpass my friend Wu Ping, unable to reach his level. Alas, why has it come to this? I have asked myself throughout my life. Heaven has blessed me and has my destined path, which should make me invincible in the world and roam freely in the sky. But why do I exist as Wu Qi while he exists as Wu Ping? Difficult, difficult, lamenting the strength of my friend Wu Ping. I am not as strong as I am and happy for my friends, but there is no hindrance. When I kill all the people in the Spirit Garden Club, my friends will be amazed again and again, shouting that my strength is beyond my reach!”

“What do you write? I’ve been writing this morning but am so busy with you.” Wu Ping probed to check.

Wu Qi hurriedly stuffed the orangutan into the storage bag. “Nothing.”

“It’s quite mysterious. Forget it if you don’t show it. Will you go for breakfast?”

“Go.”

“Then keep up.”

The two walked a long way, finally stopping in front of a shop selling tofu brains and buns. “Boss, two tofu brains, add more spicy, and two more meat buns.”

“Because their fathers don’t carry them,” Wu Ping said with a smile. In Wu Qi’s account, he seemed detached when sharing these experiences, seemingly ordinary yet subtly drawing people in.

“I also remember a lovely porcelain doll-like girl sitting before me. She looked adorable with big eyes adorned with combed horns, dressed in nice attire, and a hairpin with a bell. The bell tinkled when she moved, captivating me every time. Once, I bought my favourite buns, intending to share them with her. However, she refused to taste them, displaying a clear disdain for me despite my cleanliness.”

“She enjoyed the company of a wealthy young master, who seemed uninterested in her. Surprisingly, that young master, though indifferent, accepted my buns without mocking me. Quite amusing, don’t you think?” Wu Qi took a hearty bite of his buns, ordered more, and declared, “Boss, another drawer of buns, and add a spicy bowl of tofu brain while you’re at it.”

“Consider that young master left a positive impression on me, at least showing respect. Not bad,” concluded Wu Ping, uncertain if he referred to the bun or the young master with his final words.

Hearing this, Wu Qi responded, “Wait for me. I’ll go in and confront them. I’ll come out with my head held high, and we’ll see who bullied my friends when we were young.”

“Why resort to violence? It’s not worth the trouble and spoils my good mood. Finish your meal quickly. You still have half a drawer. Afterwards, come home with me. I haven’t seen my ‘parents’ in a while, and I’m a bit nervous, hahaha.” Wu Ping’s face carried a smile, slowly fading as he subtly transformed his aura.

Wu Qi keenly sensed the change and noticed something amiss almost instantly. In a heartbeat, Wu Ping shifted his gaze away. At the end of the road, a solitary figure with a limp approached slowly, a lonesome silhouette against the pre-dawn sky.

“The weather is nice today, perfect for a stroll across the city, Wu Qi.”

“I’m here.”

“Is your sword sharp?”

“Why would it be otherwise?”