Chapter 0: 21. Godfather
When Wang Qisi rushed over, she could no longer find her mother’s figure, and she cried out in alarm, her pretty face losing its color.
“Qin, Master Qin, my mother she…”
“Relax.”
Qin Gou handed the Soul Locking clay pot in his hand to Wang Qisi and said with a gentle smile, “Daoist Friend Tian is merely in a deep sleep for now. Once her soul power is slowly nourished, she will definitely recover in time. The only thing to be careful about is changing this inferior Soul Locking Artifact as soon as possible, lest it cause Daoist Friend Tian’s soul power to dissipate in vain.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Qisi hurriedly took the clay pot and, after carefully examining it, couldn’t help but become so excited that her eyes turned red, and she said with a crying voice, “Qisi thanks Master Qin!” As she spoke, Wang Qisi, facing Qin Gou, shed tears and knelt on the ground.
“Quickly, get up,” Qin Gou immediately used a gentle spiritual power to lightly lift Wang Qisi up.
“Qisi was truly terribly wrong. I formally apologize to Master Qin! I absolutely should not have believed those rumors maliciously slandering Master Qin before!” Wang Qisi said, deeply touched, “You and I are mere passing acquaintances, yet you helped me out of my suffering without asking for anything in return, saving my mother who was on the brink of death. You are indeed a noble and benevolent person, yet I misunderstood you so badly just now, avoiding you as if you were a venomous snake. Qisi is truly ashamed and has no place to hide. I even feel disgusted by those wicked people who defame your name!”
“This, this child… teachable!” Qin Gou’s face immediately lit up, his spirit rejuvenated. He held his head high and chest out, saying, “Ignorance is not a crime, so Qisi, you don’t need to blame yourself. After all, I prefer to let facts speak for themselves. Moreover, successfully saving your mother was by no means solely my achievement. The person who truly put in the most effort was her!”
With that, Qin Gou’s mind stirred, and Mo Qingxin’s charming, fiery red figure instantly flew out from the Rouge Space in his embrace, standing gracefully.
Wang Qisi respectfully looked at Mo Qingxin and asked, “May I know this senior’s full name?”
“Her name is Mo Qingxin,” Qin Gou said with a light smile.
“Wow!”
Xiao Chong suddenly exclaimed.
Qin Gou asked, puzzled, “What’s wrong?”
“You said it right again, even the full name this time!” Mo Qingxin exclaimed with great joy, her hands on her heaving chest, as if Xi Shi holding her heart, “You’ve hit my heart!”
“Can we have some dignity?” Qin Gou said, amused and speechless.
“Oh.” Noticing Wang Qisi’s bewildered and surprised eyes beside her, Mo Qingxin’s pretty face also felt a little hot.
Wang Qisi softly asked, “Senior, are you Master Qin’s Dao Companion?”
“What?”
“That absolutely cannot be!”
“Then Qisi misunderstood,” seeing this, Wang Qisi said apologetically, “Just now, I saw Senior Mo emerge from Master Qin’s embrace, so I thought you two must have a very intimate relationship.”
“No, no, no, little girl, remember this, I am merely Boss Qin’s prisoner,” Mo Qingxin quickly said. After all, the speaker meant no harm, but the listener could be sensitive. She couldn’t let the Saint Monarch, who now called herself ‘Ao Banwei’, misunderstand.
Wang Qisi was stunned for a moment and chuckled, “Senior is joking.”
“I am serious.”
“Ahem, if you really consider it, Xiao Chong was indeed forcibly taken by me from somewhere,” Qin Gou touched his nose.
As soon as she heard the name ‘Xiao Chong’, Mo Qingxin’s dark eyebrows furrowed, and she turned into a resentful wife. But there was no way. Fearing she would cause a scene again like before, Qin Gou dared not call her properly.
“No, please don’t tease me. Qisi absolutely does not believe that Master Qin, who is so heavily indebted to me, would do such a thing,” Wang Qisi’s gaze was filled with reverence.
“Qisi is such a good child!” Qin Gou patted Wang Qisi’s shoulder with great admiration to encourage her.
Mo Qingxin’s face was covered in black lines, but she did follow Qin Gou now, and it was indeed a voluntary choice after losing a bet, not true, unreasonable coercion.
“Master Qin.”
At this moment, Wang Qisi’s tone suddenly became serious: “I said before that if you could save my mother’s life, Qisi would willingly be your ox or horse in this life, and would repay your kindness even if it meant my body being shattered into pieces. These words were by no means a jest!”
“Qisi pays respects to my Lord!”
“Alright, girl, you are grateful to me. Just keep it in your heart,” Qin Gou waved his hand with a warm smile.
“Keeping it in my heart is one thing, but from this moment on, as long as it is my Lord’s command, Qisi will do her utmost even if it means my life. This is what I owe you,” Wang Qisi’s tone was sincere, without any pretense.
Since the girl had said it to this extent, Qin Gou couldn’t possibly refuse her gratitude by force.
“Alright, but let’s drop the title of ‘my Lord’.”
“Does it make you uncomfortable? Then how about…” Wang Qisi thought for a moment and said solemnly, “Godfather!”
“Ahem! My Lord feels uncomfortable, so you found an even more uncomfortable title?” Qin Gou was extremely embarrassed. “Let’s just stick with Master Qin.”
Wang Qisi’s little face turned red as she scratched her head. “But, Qisi is not your disciple after all. If Palace Lord Ye finds out, it will only create more misunderstandings, I’m afraid…”
Wang Qisi’s apprehension towards Ye Qishuang was actually this severe?
Hearing this, Qin Gou couldn’t help but fall silent.
These words truly made him realize how old he was. Even Xiao Shuang’er, who was less than half a foot tall back then and used to wet the bedsheets, causing him and Zhao Xinting endless worry, could now be someone’s childhood shadow.
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The Next Day.
“Qisi, bring your blood-identifying artifact and help me with something.”
“Yes, Godfather,” Wang Qisi lightly nodded her head and pursed her lips into a smile.
Qin Gou’s breath hitched, and he chuckled helplessly, “You wench, are you serious? Will you call me Godfather from now on?”
“If you find it difficult,” Wang Qisi considered for a moment, “then how about I call you ‘Master’ from now on?”
“Absolutely not.”
Wang Qisi smiled brightly, “It’s okay, Qisi doesn’t feel wronged.”
“No, I’m worried about your personal safety! You’ll know the reason soon,” Qin Gou shook his head and smiled, reaching out to lightly stroke the Tunhai Shell at his waist. Calculating the time, Qingyu’s period of sleep was almost over.
Wang Qisi nodded her little head as if she understood but didn’t, “By the way, Godfather, you asked me to bring the blood-testing artifact, are you planning to distinguish bloodlines with someone?”
Considering that he had taken on Wang Xuan’s name, which somewhat entailed the karma of Ren Xiaosheng, Qin Gou no longer corrected Wang Qisi’s address this time. He said with a faint smile, “Indeed.”
“Then who are we going to trick?” Wang Qisi asked curiously.
“It’s not tricking,” Qin Gou’s mouth twitched.
“But you possess Myriad Spirit Blood…”
“That’s called a wise move,” Li Yuanzhen beside them whispered in Wang Qisi’s ear.
“Ah?” Wang Qisi looked bewildered and asked humbly, “Is this some kind of code phrase?”
Li Yuanzhen immediately patted Wang Qisi’s shoulder with a serious expression, like an experienced person hoping for her success, and said encouragingly, “Learn well from A’Qin, it’s profound!”
