Chapter 0: Still Not Enough
Qin Gou felt very ashamed and couldn’t help but give an awkward laugh, “Didn’t I already say that the circumstances were special back then?”
“And now? This moment is also a special circumstance!” Tang Simin retorted, using Qin Gou’s own words against him, directly cutting off all his excuses.
Qin Gou’s expression turned startled, he opened his mouth, and after a moment of helplessness, he hardened his heart and said, “Then let’s summon Little Zhao now. Of course, if he doesn’t agree, this matter can only be put aside for now. I don’t have many merits, but the most important one is that I deeply respect others…”
Before Qin Gou could finish speaking, he saw Tang Simin unhesitatingly start to contact Zhao Xinting via sound transmission. This woman was truly determined to break the Fate-Changing Soul technique. Although this technique did bring many drawbacks, Qin Gou also wanted to know why he had gone to such great lengths back then… As for after the dissolution of the technique, Little Zhao would already be at the Realm Lord level, and the past inducements would no longer be a concern.
But at this moment… Qin Gou suddenly had a bad premonition. It was rare for him to appear so nervous, and he even practiced his breathing repeatedly before the meeting. Soon, Zhao Xinting appeared before them.
Qin Gou waved his hand, “Let’s dispel the white mist in front of us first.” Hearing this, Zhao Xinting nodded and revealed his peerless beauty. As Qin Gou quietly examined the incredibly familiar, soft, and beautiful face before him, he was filled with mixed emotions. The most peculiar feeling was that, for crying out loud, Little Zhao’s pectoral muscles would probably never be trained in this lifetime… And a perfectly good “dog son” who could take advantage of others’ innocent girls had suddenly become the most dazzling jadeite cabbage in the world. The Qin family had suffered a huge loss this time.
“Master, do you have any instructions?” Zhao Xinting asked, full of confusion. Today, Qin Gou and Tang Simin were acting so jumpy, as if they were deliberately hiding some huge secret from him.
“What I’m about to say next, you may find it hard to believe, but it is the truth.” Qin Gou said with a serious expression, “Both you and I have been planted with the Mark of Fate, and it was I who did it myself.”
“The Fate-Changing Soul technique?” Zhao Xinting asked in surprise.
“Exactly.” Hearing this, Zhao Xinting nodded slightly without changing his expression, “Xinting understands.”
At the same time, Zhao Xinting’s mind roared. The Mark of Fate, deeply buried in his soul, instantly shattered by a small half. Traces of unusual spiritual power ripples spread out in waves centered on Zhao Xinting…
“This is!” Tang Simin exclaimed in shock, “The Mark of Fate has been suppressed again?!”
For a moment, Tang Simin couldn’t even believe her divine sense. Not only Qin Gou, but Zhao Xinting had also forcefully suppressed the terrifying and insidious technique, which even gods couldn’t save, without breaking its crucial point, confirming the fact that she had been subjected to the Fate-Changing Soul. The reason for such a miracle was merely a single sentence from his esteemed master. He didn’t provide any evidence, nor did he need any. Qin Gou’s words were worth millions of others’ sentences; a master’s command was as firm as a mountain.
At this moment, Tang Simin finally understood that the master-disciple relationship between Qin and Zhao had long transcended mere formality.
Qin Gou was not particularly surprised by this and continued, “At that time, there must have been some special reason, and now, breaking the crucial point of this technique is proving very difficult for me, so I wanted to hear your opinion…”
“Are you talking about the kind of… action that Saint Aunt informed Xinting about before?” Zhao Xinting asked, understandingly.
“Yes.” Qin Gou gave a wry laugh.
“This matter…” Zhao Xinting’s expression became a little strange.
Tang Simin immediately said, “Cult Master Zhao, please don’t have any lingering reservations. This matter can actually be treated as a matter of official business.”
“Official business?” Zhao Xinting pondered the words carefully.
“It’s like having to do it while helping the other party heal injuries,” Tang Simin nodded vigorously. It was just one step away now, how could she fail at the last hurdle?
Zhao Xinting sighed, “Actually, whether it was the first time Saint Aunt mentioned this matter, or now, I don’t know why, but Xinting always feels a chill down his spine and subconsciously wants to deliberately avoid talking about it… This might be the effect of the Mark of Fate, but it also makes me utterly conflicted and repulsed!”
“Then there’s no other way.” Upon hearing this, Qin Gou immediately looked at Tang Simin and said, “Since Xinting is also unwilling to do so, we can only discuss it later! Otherwise…”
“What Xinting hates the most is this warning-like will in my heart! After all, I, Zhao Xinting, have wanted to do this for many years! Now that I finally have a legitimate reason, this damned Mark of Fate still wants to bother this Seat!”
“What did you say?” Qin Gou turned his head stiffly, “This Master finds these words so familiar? Did Ye Qishuang, that brat, teach you this?”
“Xiao Ye taught me?” Zhao Xinting’s lips curved into an evil smile as he walked forward, “Master, have you forgotten? When I was little, Xinting even held her and fed her milk. Qishuang wasn’t raised by you alone.”
Qin Gou’s expression was astonished, and he retreated repeatedly.
“Zhao Xinting, are you sure that what you’re about to do now is the same thing as what this Master is thinking?”
“Of course!” As soon as the words fell, Qin Gou’s back hit the wall, leaving him with no room to retreat. In the next second, Tang Simin cooperatively covered her eyes.
“Mmm!”
The kiss was not long. The moment their lips touched, a large amount of sealed memories surged into Qin Gou’s mind like a tide, making his gaze increasingly complex, filled with mixed emotions.
“Xinting remembers too?” Qin Gou quickly asked with concern.
“What?” Zhao Xinting looked bewildered, “Xinting has no idea what Master is talking about.”
“How could that be?”
“Perhaps… it’s still not enough.” With that, her soft and tender lips bestowed another kiss, light as a dragonfly touching water.
“You!” Qin Gou’s eyes widened, but he saw Zhao Xinting’s expression was full of innocence that couldn’t be faulted.
“Haha, I still haven’t remembered anything.” Zhao Xinting accidentally chuckled. Qin Gou was almost angered to death on the spot, and roared, “Nonsense! This Master thinks you’re doing it on purpose!”
“Please, Master, have pity on your disciple and save me!”
Although she said that, Qin Gou found that his right hand had been clasped by this little brat… wench, and was domineeringly pressed against the wall by his face. Following this was a long kiss, full of unrestrained heat and greed.
“Cough, improper to watch… this nun shall take her leave first!” Tang Simin had never seen such a scene in her life. She quickly turned around, wanting to sneak out of the cave.
“Wait a moment, this Seat will leave with you…”
“Master, you can’t leave yet.”
“Zhao Xinting, do you know what kind of behavior you are engaging in right now!”
“Is it official business? Please, Master, continue to heal Xinting!”
“Tang… Simin!!”
