C2 I Don't Have a Mother

While Dahl and Niu Tao were watching him, Guo Qiren sat in the latest model of Toyota and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Life in the village is really boring. Their intelligence is too low." Guo Qiren muttered to himself and sighed. There was no disappointment in his voice. Instead, there was a hint of excitement. The outside world kept changing from window to window, giving him a new feeling.

What was the outside world like? Guo Qiren didn't know, but he really wanted to know.

Niu Tao told him that the outside world was like a wild beast fighting in the depths of the forest. Even if it was still alive, he would still fight until he stepped on the heads of thousands of people. There was no good or bad in men, only strong and weak.

Dahl told him that once he went out, he must learn to endure patiently. Even if it was just a small matter that provoked anger, he must endure it.

He had to either kill his father or seize his wife. As long as he did not have the strength, he had to endure it until his wings were full and he hid his weapon behind his body, waiting for it to explode.

Guo Qiren was very curious. Niu Tao and Dahl's personalities were completely different. One of them was less flamboyant after being oppressed by the vicissitudes of life, and had more steadiness, but he still showed a temperament that was out of place with other people at all times.

As for Dahl, he was good at hiding, and he could usually get along with everyone in the village. Even when he encountered some unfair things, he would choose to settle things peacefully. He did not seem like Niu Tao, who did not care about anything at all. He had to fight for justice.

Everyone was different. Guo Qiren gently took out a white stick from his pocket. This was given to him by Niu Tao, and it was called a cigarette.

When he smoked for the first time, Guo Qiren saw that Niu Tao was very curious as to why he could smoke. In his opinion, this was a very magical thing. It was also because of this matter that Guo Qiren was willing to let go of his pride and learn the Purple Flame Qi Spell from Niu Tao.

Now, Guo Qiren was already used to being surrounded by smoke. He didn't care about the driver and the woman who came to pick him up. The woman who was his relative looked at him with surprise. She closed her eyes and took one bite after another. She seemed to be enjoying it.

Guo Qiren flicked the cigarette for sixteen times. Every time he flicked the cigarette, he would look outside casually. The woman saw this action, but she was puzzled. Why did Guo Qiren do this?

In fact, she didn't know that she had learned this habit from Niu Tao. The Purple Flame Qi Spell was divided into sixteen levels, and each level contained sixteen different moves. Because of this, every time Niu Tao taught Guo Qiren... He would always play sixteen times intentionally or unintentionally.

As for observing the outside world, it was a clever trick that Guo Qiren had left in his heart. Now that he had walked out, perhaps this world was not big, or perhaps it was not like what Niu Tao and Dahl had described. There was glory, blood, despair, and sadness. But no matter what, Guo Qiren wanted to remember his way home, even if he was exhausted one day. His body was covered in wounds, but it would not be like the story of the forest that Niu Tao had told him. A wild beast was dying, but it had nowhere to hide.

Sometimes, Guo Qiren would sigh with emotion. Perhaps the biggest difference between humans and wild beasts was that humans had a place to live. No matter how tiring it was to travel outside, there would be a day when they could return home.

After smoking a cigarette, Guo Qiren didn't know that this was a tribute Su Yan that ordinary people in the outside world couldn't afford.

The pretty woman from the Guo family cast a glance at the cigarette in Guo Qiren's hand and suddenly realized... The son that he had given birth to from his cousin who had a mighty figure in his eyes. It was as if he had just come out. He had an extraordinary and incompatible temperament.

To look at a man, one had to look at his aura. A large portion of his aura came from his aura.

"When were you born?" The beautiful woman's name was Guo Zhiruo. She was Guo Qiren, who had come into contact with the Golden Ancient Dragon in the small mountain village. Guo Qiren scoffed at this name. He had always thought that other than showing off his literary talent, this name had always been used by the ancient people. There was nothing else that he could use.

However, according to Dahl's teachings, those who were beaming with joy could not achieve great things. Guo Qiren did not have an agile heart either. He pretended to be ignorant and inexperienced. He immediately replied as if he was facing a great enemy, "At the end of October, Dahl did not tell me anything else."

When the beautiful woman heard this, she nodded and seemed to be lost in thought. She did not pay any more attention to Guo Qiren.

Carefully observing the beautiful woman, Guo Qiren continued to pretend to be curious and observe his surroundings. However, his heart began to ponder.

What exactly was his father like? Guo Qiren had asked Dahl and Niu Tao about their actions. In his eyes, they were definitely not normal people. Guo Qiren felt that his father was definitely not an ordinary person.

It was not until he got into the car that Dahl told him his father's name was Guo Zhengxiao. In Guo Qiren's eyes, this name was very bold, just like how his father felt in his heart.

"Do you know your father's name?" The beautiful middle-aged woman suddenly asked Guo Qiren.

Guo Qiren noticed that every time the beautiful woman spoke, she would always look at him with her eyes. Although she wasn't looking at him, she could see every tiny movement of his.

"I know. His name was Guo Zhengxiao." When he answered, Guo Qiren did not reveal too much of his expression. It was the same as how a normal child would say his name when they had never seen their parents.

The beautiful middle-aged woman revealed a satisfied smile that she thought was very clean. It could be considered as a perfunctory smile to Guo Qiren.

They tried to test each other again and again in the carriage until both of them were exhausted. If the beautiful middle-aged woman knew what Guo Qiren was thinking at this moment, she would definitely regret today's test.

Until the afternoon of the next day, when the beautiful middle-aged woman could no longer endure the tiredness and fell asleep. Guo Qiren, who had been pretending to be asleep, opened one of his eyelids and looked indifferently at the beautiful woman and the driver who was focusing on driving. He continued to close his eyes, but occasionally, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He recalled the conversation in the car. It seemed calm, but it was dangerous. Before he got on the car, Dahl had already taken Guo Qiren away when he was a baby.

He had returned everything that had happened to ___ to him.

On the cloth that had wrapped him back then, a few lines of words told Guo Qiren a lot of things.

Kadar had never read the content, because he had always kept his promise with Guo Zhengxiao.

But Guo Qiren had seen it before, and he also understood his own background.

He belonged to the Guo family, the financial tycoon in the north of C Country. He was the chairman of a few super financial groups in the country. If he was placed in the Guo family, he could only be regarded as a collateral branch.

His father had three brothers, which were his three uncles.

However, according to the piece of cloth that wrapped him, his three uncles would never let him live in peace.

The internal structure of the Guo family was complicated, and it could be seen that they were secretly plotting against each other. After being taught by Dahl and Niu Tao in secret, Guo Qiren's view of these things was completely different from that of a normal child.

As for his mother that he had always wanted to know about, Guo Qiren also got a very disappointing result.

"My mother betrayed my father. My father deeply loved me, protected me, and allowed me to live. " Guo Qiren suddenly recalled the last part of his words, and his heart ached.

He had originally thought that he was happy, but after reading the message, he experienced a tremendous change.

He gently touched the crescent-moon-shaped pendant on his neck. Guo Qiren wanted to immediately throw the pendant away, because this was the only present his mother had given to his father, and then his father had given it to him.

He kept thinking about what his father had said until the sky came to an end once again. The beautiful middle-aged woman slowly woke up and looked at the energetic Guo Qiren. She then relaxed and let out a sigh of relief.

It was impossible for a child who was not sleeping to have this kind of spirit. The beautiful middle-aged woman judged in her heart, but she did not know that Guo Qiren had the Purple Flame Qi Spell. Furthermore, he had the ___. He had started practicing since he was six years old and used his childhood to build a solid foundation. After ten years of training, he had long since practiced this Qi Technique, which would definitely be fought over by all the major powers in the outside world, to the highest level. Even if he did not sleep for ten days, as long as he circulated his inner Qi... Guo Qiren could still be full of energy.

"By the way, Qiren, why did your father give you this name?" The beautiful middle-aged woman was like a detective, probing Guo Qiren step by step, trying to dig out some secrets from the child in her eyes.

"My father told me not to grow up like him, to be a kind and righteous man with feelings and righteousness." Guo Qiren faintly replied the answer the beautiful middle-aged woman wanted.

"Then do you know your mother?" The middle-aged woman continued. The people of Guo family in the north had always called their parents' parents because of the tradition of the family.

But after that, the beautiful middle-aged woman received a surprising answer. It wasn't because of the answer, but because of Guo Qiren's tone.

Guo Qiren looked at the beautiful middle-aged woman. His cold tone carried a trace of indifference and hatred. In an extremely calm tone, he said word by word, "I... don't have a mother!"