As soon as Gu Zhiqi had spoken, Qiu Yangzi didn't move any further.
He wasn't foolish, aware that he couldn't defeat Gu Zhiqi, and wouldn't rush to send himself to his death.
So, under Gu Zhiqi's watchful eye, Qiu Yangzi flung his sleeve and snorted coldly, "Just you wait, I will surely avenge my brother."
Then, he tread on qinggong and skimmed past the treetops by the roadside, flying away directly.
Gu Zhiqi had hoped for a great battle with him, but upon watching his fading silhouette, she fell silent for two seconds.
After two seconds, she leaped up to pursue him.
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
From the forest beside the road, came a considerable disturbance, with continuous screams and pained grunts rising up, startling a flock of birds into flight.
Two minutes later, Gu Zhiqi dusted off hands that were not even dusty, returning to the road.
Being troubled by that old fellow and having to sleep an hour late, Gu Zhiqi felt exceedingly irritated.
