389: Chapter 371: Not a Big Secret 389: Chapter 371: Not a Big Secret Gao Yi’s inner turmoil was relentless, even bordering on panic.
Why is it like this?
The reason was very simple: the old gardener knew his master.
Often, the truth isn’t complex, but it also isn’t as simple as it seems.
He had been basking in the joy of victory, at most pondering whether to retire with a tinge of lancholy, but now, after the old gardener had outright unveiled his biggest secret, Gao Yi’s ntal state collapsed.
It wasn’t really such a montous secret, just sothing Gao Yi chose never to ntion.
It wasn’t that it couldn’t be discussed or that there was sothing shaful about it.
When the old gardener revealed this matter, he actually exposed Gao Yi’s background; knowing that Gao Yi still had a master, the situation was different.
“Go to Dubai.”
After hanging up the phone, Gao Yi just said this indifferently, showing no complex emotions, but after he spoke these words, his facial expression suddenly lost control.
His long-hidden secret was unexpectedly exposed, and his emotions beca agitated for a mont, revealing his excitent.
“What’s wrong?”
Even Lucy could see that sothing was off with Gao Yi, let alone soone as astute as Feng Biao.
Feng Biao spoke softly, “Is there so bad news?
You look… very unwell.”
Gao Yi’s mouth twitched a few tis and said, “It’s not exactly bad news, although it’s not good news either.
Sothing I’d been looking forward to for a long ti and had already given up on has sohow surfaced, heh heh…”
Gao Yi appeared to force a laugh, but his expression was confused at the mont—it seed like a sneer or perhaps a genuine laugh, one of genuine happiness.
Lin Xianghua directly said, “You just ntioned a master.
You have a master?”
Gao Yi looked at Lin Xianghua, who spread his hands and said, “Is my focus a bit peculiar?”
“Not peculiar.”
Gao Yi hadn’t ntioned to them that he had a master, yet his Kung Fu was incredibly strong, implausibly so.
No one is born invincible.
Even prodigies need to learn and grow.
Gao Yi had described himself as if he’d been practicing behind closed doors for over a decade and then beca invincible once he stepped outside.
That didn’t add up.
It didn’t conform to natural laws.
Of course, the reason was that Gao Yi had sothing to hide.
The one who knew Gao Yi’s experiences best was Luca, but unfortunately, he wasn’t there.
Otherwise, he would certainly have told others just how illogical and abnormal the younger Gao Yi had been.
But now, Gao Yi could speak for himself.
“Actually, I have a master.”
Gao Yi spread his hands in a calm manner and said, “My Kung Fu is a family heritage, and then I learned other families’ Kung Fu.
However, for real combat, the kind that can kill people, I have another master.”
Feng Biao paused, then his face lit up with realization, “I knew it!
How could traditional martial arts kill soone?
I an, that’s not what I ant…
traditional martial arts aren’t that lethal, not with every move being deadly.”
Gao Yi shook his head and replied, “You’re wrong.
Traditional martial arts are indeed lethal with every move.
It’s because of this that they have fallen into decline and disappeared.”
Feng Biao seed slightly surprised and said, “Okay.”
“I… don’t know how to put it.”
After hesitating, Gao Yi spread his hands and continued, “Our family’s legacy is quite complex.
To make it simple, one branch of our family went south to an island, then split; so went to South Asia, so stayed on the island, and others went to the UK.
Um, back to the main point, during the eighties when they ca to pay respects to our ancestors, that branch reconnected with us, and by the nineties, they frequently returned to the mainland.”
Feng Biao swallowed nervously, his tension sowhat inexplicable.
Lin Xianghua, however, asked with curiosity, “Then what happened?”
“Then I was born, and just when I turned one year old, my family was very poor.
My dad decided to venture out to make money, so he contacted his elder brothers on the island and left.”
“And then?”
“Then he died.”
Lin Xianghua found himself at a loss for words for a mont, then hesitated before saying, “Sorry.”
“They must be dead, right?”
There was no expression on Gao Yi’s face as he simply said, “If he hadn’t died, he would have at least gone back to look around, but until now, he never returned ho.
Even when my mom passed away, he didn’t show up.
Naturally, the only possibility is that he’s dead.”
The atmosphere beca slightly eerie.
Gao Yi continued, “My mom died when I was five.
Depression, suicide.
Now we know it was depression, but back then, nobody said that.
Everyone just said she suddenly jumped off a building for no apparent reason.”
Feng Biao raised his voice a bit and said, “That… let’s not talk about the past…”
“Why do they say she had depression?
Because in my mory, she never laughed, not even once.
But she wasn’t angry either; she just lived life plainly until that day when she made dinner, had eat, washed the dishes, and told to go to my room to sleep.
Then, she went up to the rooftop and jumped.
From the fourth floor, not too high, so she didn’t die instantly.
It took several hours of ergency treatnt at the hospital before she passed.”
Seeing that Gao Yi’s mood was off, Feng Biao instinctively said, “It’s all in the past.
Let’s not talk about this…”
“Now that I think about it, it probably was depression.
But my mories aren’t that clear.
Just a vague recollection of her never smiling, yeah, probably that.”
After speaking slowly, Gao Yi looked at Feng Biao, then he continued, “When my mom was alive, she wouldn’t let see my grandparents or practice martial arts.
I didn’t even know we had a family martial arts tradition.
But after my mom died, my grandfather took charge of .
He didn’t know how to manage either, so he started training to practice boxing.”
Feng Biao simply stayed silent, his face grim as he watched Gao Yi.
Gao Yi said softly, “When I got older, my grandfather told that my mom hated them because they didn’t stop my dad from leaving.
My dad promised to return within two years at most, and that he would make a fortune, but my mom waited four years, and he never ca ho.
My grandpa said… it doesn’t matter what he said.
In the end, I waited another fourteen years, and he still hadn’t co ho.”
Lucy said, “Think on the bright side—he’s probably dead.”
Lucy realized that Feng Biao and Lin Xianghua were giving her a strange look, so she spread her hands and said, “Isn’t it true?
Being dead is better than a change of heart and refusing to co ho, right?”
Feng Biao coughed softly, and Lin Xianghua said quietly, “Uh, he must have died in so accident.”
“That’s what I think too.”
Gao Yi let out a calm sigh and said, “My grandma passed away first.
Once I got a bit older and after my grandpa also passed, I just… didn’t know what to do with myself.
I’ve been practicing martial arts all my life, but it’s hard to find soone to have a fair match with.
You barely get into a scuffle and have to pay compensation.
I sold the house my mom left, although I still have the old family house in the countryside.
But what’s the point of living like that?”
Exhaling, Gao Yi said resentfully, “I was frustrated, I was in pain, I wanted to fight.
So I contacted a senior brother.
We weren’t from the sa sect, but we had a ntor-apprentice relationship, and he took to Thailand, to KT Boxing Gym.”
Gao Yi gestured with his hand and said, “My martial arts were taught by my grandfather, but I didn’t have a master.
Family martial arts don’t really require formal apprenticeship.
But my status beca problematic in Thailand.
My senior brother was over forty, his son—my martial nephew—was about my age, and he’s the one teaching the practical fighting techniques.
That was quite a problem.”
Feng Biao said, “Yeah, that’s tricky.”
“So I simply took my senior brother as my master.
That way, my martial nephew beca my senior brother.
Uh, according to our martial tradition, it sses up the seniority, but according to their Eight Trigram Palm lineage, it doesn’t.
Anyway, it’s pretty confusing.
You get it, right?”
Feng Biao actually didn’t quite grasp the intricacies involved, and he could only give a dry laugh and say, “So, everyone has their own logic.
Got it, got it.”
“Right, my senior brother is also my master, and my martial nephew is also my senior brother.
I taught him Hsing Yi, he taught Eight Trigram.
Ah, anyway, my master’s family was really good to .
Although we didn’t spend too long together, just about four months, they were truly, very good…”
Gao Yi lowered his head, and after a long silence, he finally said again, “I don’t have any siblings.
My grandpa was strict when I was little, so I didn’t have many friends.
So…
the best friend I’ve ever had, and the best brother too, was my senior brother—that martial nephew’s senior brother.”
“Uh, just call him senior brother from now on; adding the ‘martial nephew’ part makes it hard for to follow.”
Gao Yi continued, “My master, you all know I grew up without a dad.
Although my master was harsh when scolding , but… he was very good to .”
Lucy frowned and asked, “And then what?
Did they die?”
Gao Yi took a deep breath and said, “My master ran the boxing gym, teaching martial arts and Muay Thai to outsiders.
But what boxing gym in Thailand doesn’t do black boxing?
My senior brother is half a year younger than , and he fought in black boxing matches, but he wasn’t very skilled.
Despite starting early like , he just didn’t cut it.”
Shaking his head, Gao Yi looked at the group seriously and said, “Practicing martial arts also requires talent.
Although I haven’t been practicing for much longer than my senior brother, I was more focused and had more talent.
So, the first black boxing match I fought at KT Boxing Gym, I killed my opponent.”
Feng Biao looked shocked.
Gao Yi clenched his fists, his voice low as he said, “They told to go all-out, so I did…
but once I was actually in the ring, it’s definitely not the sa as sparring with my senior brother.
The result was that I killed the man.”
Feng Biao said quietly, “That’s different, yeah, it’s different.”
Gao Yi let out a long sigh and said, “In black boxing, it’s no issue if you kill soone.
I fought seven matches in four months, all victories.
I killed my opponents in the first two matches; the third opponent didn’t die but was seriously injured.
For the next four matches, whether the opponents lived or died was up to my mood.
Except for the sixth match, where my opponent had to die, I stopped killing my opponents.”
Having said that, Gao Yi spread his hands and said, “Then, I won against soone I shouldn’t have defeated, offended soone I shouldn’t have, and they hired an assassin, Andic Group.
After that, my master’s entire family was killed.
I was shot and didn’t die.”
Feng Biao let out a sigh and said, “So that’s what happened!”
Gao Yi nodded, his voice calm as he said, “That’s the whole story.
It’s not much of a secret.”
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