Chapter 889: Chapter 892: Sensitive Guo Fanghua
Guo Man had never cared about the matters of the Guo Family before.
But this ti, her mother’s words vaguely revealed so internal issues within the family.
And these issues seed to put her mother at a disadvantage.
No matter how uninterested she was in cultivation, she still cared about her mother deeply from the bottom of her soul.
At the sa ti, Xia Liu in the safety corridor was fully focused on releasing his Divine Sense.
Even if it ant being discovered by Guo Fanghua, he wanted to envelop the whole floor.
He knew far too little about the inner workings of the Guo Family.
Such a golden opportunity couldn’t be missed.
If Guo Fanghua really grew suspicious, she wouldn’t be able to trace it back to him.
“Little Man, it’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”
“Mom, don’t think I don’t understand anything. Even though I don’t practice cultivation, I understand the basic norms of Martial Artists. Guo Liang’s cultivation level is beneath yours, yet he shows no fear or deference toward you. There’s certainly sothing fishy going on.”
Guo Fanghua carefully examined her daughter.
As expected of her own daughter, always this clever and sharp no matter the circumstances.
“Fine, I’ll tell you. Our Guo Family has a thousand-year heritage, and the clan has long been divided into several vein systems.”
Her daughter wasn’t a child anymore; it was about ti for her to know these things.
Normally, the younger generation in the Guo Family would learn about these matters once they beca sensible, but Guo Man rarely stayed at the clan headquarters.
Moreover, she didn’t care about cultivation.
Thus, Guo Fanghua had never ntioned it to her.
But now that her daughter was eager to know, perhaps this could be an opportunity.
“I’ve heard a bit about it, just not in much detail.”
Guo Man wasn’t particularly surprised.
A family with a thousand-year inheritance—if everything had always been smooth and peaceful, that would be impossible.
Every person has their own thoughts, leading to many different ideologies.
To govern a nation or establish a ho, you also need ideology.
“Though there are many vein systems, the main ones are the three major veins. We belong to the Guo Xiao Lineage, which is the weakest among the three. Guo Liang, on the other hand, is part of the Guo Gang Lineage. Their lineage is brimming with strong individuals, and Guo Gang himself is the Great Elder of the Guo Family, holding an extrely esteed position.”
“Second in ranking is the Guo Yan Lineage. Guo Yan’s seniors aren’t keen on conflict, but if Guo Gang’s lineage applies pressure, things take a different turn altogether.”
Speaking of this, Guo Fanghua appeared sorrowful.
Clearly part of the sa family, yet constantly fighting as if it were a life-and-death struggle every day.
If only the Guo Family mbers could show a little more concession and compassion, perhaps other families wouldn’t be eyeing them so covetously.
“So that’s how it is. What about the annual competition?”
Guo Man nodded in puzzlent. She had lived at the Guo Family headquarters for a ti in her early years but hadn’t had the best impression of it.
“The annual competition exists because of the divisions. Aside from the three main veins, all the secondary branches receive the sa cultivation resources each year. But the three main veins are different. Within the Guo Family, the three main veins hold the power to speak for the family and can secure more resources, status, and respect than the other branches.”
“Because of this, the Guo Gang Lineage has grown increasingly arrogant and domineering, while we, as the weakest Guo Xiao Lineage, naturally beco their target for elimination.”
Guo Man nodded and said in surprise, “I see. So, the current situation is that Guo Liang and his group want to remove us from the ranks of the three major veins!”
“Exactly, my good daughter. If you had agreed to practice cultivation back then, perhaps now you could stand on your own.”
Though Guo Fanghua didn’t bring up cultivation often, she sincerely wished for her daughter’s success.
Cultivation not only strengthens the body but also grants high-level cultivation. Even if she encountered evildoers in the future, she wouldn’t have to fear them, and she’d have the strength to protect herself.
“I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t know things would turn out this way.”
“Don’t be silly. It’s not too late for you to start cultivating now. Even if the Guo Xiao Lineage truly falls out of the three major veins because of the annual competition, life will still go on. We won’t lose anyone.”
As Guo Fanghua spoke, she revealed a look of lancholy.
Seeing her daughter cultivate was her greatest wish in this lifeti. She hoped to see this wish fulfilled before she passed away.
For that, she was willing to pay any price.
“Mom, just let it go. I really don’t like cultivating. My dream is to beco the richest person in the world.”
No matter how pitifully Guo Fanghua described the situation, it couldn’t change Guo Man’s resolve.
Not cultivating ant not cultivating.
Besides, Xia Liu couldn’t cultivate at the mont either.
So why should she cultivate?
“What’s the use of being the richest in the world? When you et a Martial Artist, you’ll still be helpless. Having strength of your own is the true path.”
“Mom, you’re overthinking it again. If everyone thought like you, wouldn’t people without cultivation all have to commit suicide?”
“Fine, fine. Let’s end it here for today. You’ll understand my concerns eventually.”
“Got it, Mom. Thanks for your concern and for explaining everything today.”
After brushing off her mother’s advice, Guo Man hooked her arm around Guo Fanghua’s and wore a fond smile. It was the kind of look that made people want to pinch her cheeks.
“Ah, you little rascal, still so stubborn…”
Guo Fanghua shook her head. She hardly worried about Path-Entering Martial Artists, but her daughter truly rendered her powerless.
“Hmm? Sothing’s not right! Little Man, stay here; I’ll go check it out.”
Suddenly, Guo Fanghua gently removed Guo Man’s hand and dashed out of the eting room.
About a minute later, Guo Fanghua returned with a puzzled expression.
Guo Man quickly asked, “Mom, what happened?”
“Nothing, really. I’ve been under a lot of stress lately, so I’m becoming overly sensitive.”
Guo Fanghua laughed at herself.
But she couldn’t shake an uneasy feeling, as if unseen eyes were watching her every move from the shadows.
However, after her investigation, she hadn’t found anything suspicious nearby.
“Mom, you really need to get so proper rest.”
Guo Man felt a pang of heartache. Her mother’s state was entirely due to the issues with the family.
This was also one of the reasons she hated cultivation.
Becoming a Martial Artist ant spending every day obsessing over resources, status, and cultivation.
She didn’t want to beco that kind of person.
What she longed for was to live peacefully beside Southern Mountain, with a wicker fence, a thatched cottage, and the person she loved.
But reality made that impossible.
Looking down from the fifteenth-floor window, she could see a security pavilion with two people laughing and chatting at its simple entrance.
“Little Man, do you have feelings for that young man nad Xia Liu?”
Guo Fanghua’s keen eyesight was absolutely frightening. She could see that the man outside the security pavilion was Xia Liu.
Her daughter’s gaze was also fixed firmly on Xia Liu.
“Mom, don’t misunderstand.”
“Ah, you little rascal, why are you blushing? It’s not a cri to like soone. Besides, he’s no longer a Martial Artist, so your interest in him is understandable. It’s just a pity—he was once a Martial Artist. If he could cultivate again, he’d certainly beco a legendary figure.”
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