Chapter 69 He has changed and is no longer a prodigal

At this time, on Hidden Sword Peak.

Qi Wuhui, who returned to Hidden Sword Peak, finally woke up, but his face was not very good.

Qi Wuhui sat up from the bed, his face livid, and when he thought of what happened just now, anger surged into his heart.

"Damn it!"

"Ye Qiu, you and I are at odds with each other."

He slapped the table next to him angrily, and with a bang, another innocent table was smashed to pieces.

Qi Wuhui didn't care at all. He adjusted his breathing on the bed for a while and finally regained his breath.

Outside the door, a group of disciples were nervous as they listened to the noise coming from inside.

They had been prepared for a while to bear Qi Wuhui's wrath.

"Come in, everyone."

With an angry shout, the disciples outside crawled in, all looking very nervous.

"Hmph, you are a bunch of losers. Today I have embarrassed you all by hiding Jianfeng's face."

"With this little ability, I still act like I am the best in the world every day. I am arrogant and arrogant, and no one takes me seriously."

"Now, our Hidden Sword Peak has become the laughing stock of the entire sect. Are you happy?"

No one dared to answer the question. Seeing how useless they all were, Qi Wuhui became furious.

We are also teaching disciples, why are other disciples better than ourselves in terms of cultivation and moral character?

Is Qi Wuhui really worse than Ye Qiu?

Back then, when Qi Wuhui was still a disciple, among the entire sect, only Meng Tianzheng could outdo him.

Now, it's his turn to take charge of Hidden Sword Peak, but his disciples can't even compete with Zixia Peak, which ranks last in the sect.

"Master, I'm sorry! It's our fault for embarrassing you, please punish us."

Li Feichen said dejectedly, with fear in his heart. He had said so aggressively before that he wanted to get the place back.

In the end, not only did I not get it back, but I also lost so miserably that I still had the same proud face as before.

"Punishment? Punishing you, can you save my face from Zangjianfeng?"

Qi Wuhui's old face sank, and the more he looked at these disciples, the angrier he became.

In the crowd, Li Caisi remained silent, looking at the angry master and becoming more and more disappointed.

Could it be that in his eyes, the safety of his disciples is not as important as his so-called face?

In this comparison, the gap is really huge.

He regretted very much why he wanted to worship at Tibetan Sword Peak. In such a mountain range with no human feelings and only interests, he could not feel any concern.

Qi Wuhui had a dark face and was about to say something else when Qi Hao hurriedly walked in from outside.

He had just defeated his opponent with an absolutely crushing attitude. Before he could pretend to be a beep, he heard about Qi Wuhui being stunned and hurried back.

Now that he saw Qi Wuhui sitting there, Qi Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Qi Wuhui's old face was full of wrinkles, and he said bitterly: "Hao'er, as a father, I have completely disgraced this old face today."

"You didn't see Ye Qiu'er's proud expression at that time. My father has never suffered such humiliation in his life."

"From now on, I'm afraid I, Hidden Sword Peak, will never be able to raise my head again in the sect."

Qi Hao quickly comforted him: "Dad, don't worry! We haven't lost yet, it's just two small losses today."

"Just wait and see, I will repay them a hundred times the humiliation we suffered at Zangjian Peak today."

Hearing his son's comfort, Qi Wuhui finally felt a little relieved.

Sure enough, at the critical moment, you have to look at your biological child.

There is no hope for these disciples.
Chapter completed!