Hua Li's arrival may be an unexpected surprise for Hua Feiyu. The speculative conversation between Gu Lao and Hua Li made Hua Feiyu unexpected. Hua Feiyu did not appear in front of Gu Lao and Hua Li again for the whole day. First, he didn't want to be sad and sad, and secondly, he didn't want to see the hateful faces of several young people in the Hua family.

"Let's go." When Hua Feiyu appeared in the yard again, it was already dark. He had been hiding in his room for the past half day.

"Are you afraid of them?" Gu Lao looked at Hua Feiyu with a smile, and then asked, "You are the son of the head of the Hua family? Why haven't you heard you mention it in these years?"

"I, I." Hua Feiyu didn't know what Gu Lao asked him what this sentence meant.

The fact that he is the son of the head of the Hua family must be deliberately revealed to Gu Lao today. In the eyes of Hua Li and others, if Gu Lao knew that Hua Feiyu was a member of the famous Hua family in the Three Realms, and was also the son of the current head of the Hua family, Gu Lao would definitely doubt Hua Feiyu's purpose of staying in Gu Mansion.

"What am I mine? I say anything, hesitant, and I don't know if Dong came to see you." The ancient one became stern.

"Yes, I am the son of the current head of the Hua family." Hua Feiyu looked at the ancient face carefully, and then said arrogantly: "These are just things when I was young. Since my mother died, I have vowed to leave the Hua family. Over the years, most of the suffering I have suffered is thanks to the Hua family."

Suddenly hearing Gu Lao mention Zi Donglai, Hua Feiyu instantly understood Gu Lao's meaning. Now he is no longer the son of the head of the Hua family. Even if he is now a disciple of Zi Donglai, and Zi Donglai supports him, no one has seen the small Hua family.

"Life is alive, and your parents are born." Gu Lao sighed. He could hear Hua Feiyu's resentment towards the head of the Hua family, but no one can persuade him in this situation.

"I am the son of the head of the Hua family, but it's just a nicer to put it bluntly. I'm just a illegitimate child who is despised, and I'm also an illegitimate child of the head of the Hua family and a servant." Hua Feiyu looked up at the sky, and tears gently slid across the corners of his eyes.

"The past is gone, and the future is still future." Gu Lao looked at Hua Feiyu's wet corners of his eyes and continued, "Why don't you try to change?"

"How to change?" Hua Feiyu's face turned cold and continued: "For a stranger, we cannot hate for a lifetime, but for the person we are closest to, we can do it. Strangers will not give us pain, but the people closest to us can do it. Just like me, from childhood to adulthood, no one has asked me if I am happy, and no one cares about how much you eat or how warm you wear. Some are just endless ridicule and curse."

"Let go, hatred will make you only see hatred, compared to ordinary people. Although we have longer lives, the pain that continues is longer. If you can't let go, your long life will be dim." The ancient sitting on a chair next to the flower garden.

"For some things, maybe they can let go, but many people will not let go of hatred." Hua Feiyu sat beside Gu Lao and continued: "A woman only wants her son to have a title for her whole life. She has paid too much for this, and in the end she has given her only life. But what she has received is the glorious funeral, the imperial edict behind her, and the son's title. The only thing she received was the greater ridicule and curse of her by others. How could I forget these things?"

"Then what do you want to do and what to do to make you let go of these hatreds." Gu Lao looked at Hua Feiyu's eyes and asked seriously.

"From the moment the Hua family left, I secretly swore that one day, I would definitely step on the heads of their tribesmen and climb up the steps. Standing in front of the man who once looked down on the Three Realms, let him personally experience the feeling of losing his dearest and most loved one." Hua Feiyu held his angry hands tightly, as if this moment had appeared in front of him.

"What?" Gu Lao asked softly.

"Then, of course, let the entire tribe be buried with the woman they mocked and cursed all day long. This is the result I want. Only in this way can I relieve my hatred." Hua Feiyu stood up excitedly.

"I heard that one of the three saints of the gods is the old clan of your Hua family?" Gu Lao looked at Hua Feiyu, who was familiar and unfamiliar in front of him. It seemed that hatred had already made him suffer.

"Well, if it weren't for the Hua Sheng, the Hua family wouldn't have become a family like this. My mother wouldn't have been cursed and despised for the rest of her life because she was born in such a family." Whenever Hua Feiyu mentioned her mother, her eyes would be much softer.

"Have you seen him? Hua Sheng, or the old tribe of your Hua family. Do you know his cultivation level?" the ancient asked aimlessly.

"I have only seen it once, and the silver thread on my head is above my knee. As for my cultivation level? Who else in the three realms dares to attack Hua Sheng." Hua Feiyu said mockingly, but he continued: "I don't give up on myself. Hua Sheng's cultivation level has only been achieved through countless years of practice. I believe that one day I will reach his height."

"You will never reach his height, even if your master is Zi Donglai." Gu Lao suddenly denied Hua Feiyu's words.

"Impossible." Hua Feiyu shouted loudly, and then said, "The Nine Heavens Jade Saint of the Yu family has never even walked three moves under the sword slave. The sword slave is just one of my master's needs. The cultivation of the Three Saints is between the same level, so it can be seen that my master is much stronger than the Three Saints in total."

"It's a relative, not a wait." Zi Donglai suddenly appeared beside Gu Lao.

"Master." After seeing Zi Donglai Qingxi's face, Hua Feiyu was so scared that she knelt on the ground, her voice trembling constantly.

"The height of a person's vision will be the height of his cultivation. Your cultivation only sees the master, so your cultivation will never exceed that of the master." Zi Donglai sat next to the ancient side and said softly.

"Master's teachings, please remember." Hua Feiyu was taken off by an invisible force.

Zi Donglai looked at Hua Feiyu in front of him carefully. He heard almost all the ancient words with Hua Feiyu. Although he had long seen the hatred in Hua Feiyu's heart, he was unwilling to take away his scars. This happened suddenly today, and as a master, he certainly had to educate Hua Feiyu. If a person is trapped in hatred for too long, then all he saw in his eyes was hatred.
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