High-Risk Master - Chapter 97: Father's Love is Like a Mountain

Mu Zhe never expected that even at this moment, his master would still be thinking about dissolving the Daoist contract, and he was immediately speechless.

Shen Gurong finally seized the opportunity, angrily thinking, 'Dissolve the contract, quickly dissolve the contract. Once the contract is dissolved, Master will feel better!'

Mu Zhe: "..."

Mu Zhe hesitated for a long time before humiliatingly using a move that Shen Gurong couldn't resist the most.

Crying.

Mu Zhe had been mature since childhood, and had endured all kinds of hardships during his many years of training outside. Even when his life was on the verge of death several times, he didn't know what crying was.

But facing Shen Gurong's face full of "dissolve the contract quickly," Mu Zhe had no choice but to resort to the same old trick.

Mu Zhe timidly raised his head, his eyes still slightly red from the bitterness of his earlier emotions. His voice was a little hoarse, and he deliberately pinched himself to make the end of his words tremble.

"Master, Mu Zhe knows he was wrong."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong: "!!!"

Since childhood, Shen Gurong had been unable to resist Mu Zhe's pitiful, begging-for-pats expression. Mu Zhe had grown up to be a dignified and mature man, but when he reverted to that childlike, abandoned look, Shen Gurong suddenly felt as if his heart had been struck by something.

Not like a deer, but more like a dragon's tail lashing his heart.

Shen Gurong immediately clutched his chest: 'Ugh. I can't take it anymore.'

'This child has grown up so much, why is he still so good at being affectionate?'

And his expression, words, and tone all struck a chord with Shen Gurong, making him want to give him a gentle hug.

However, the Daoist partner contract became the last straw that held him back from his irrationality. Shen Gurong took a deep, deep breath to calm himself.

"Enough talk, break the contract."

'Stop talking nonsense. After it's broken, just act cute, and I'll make sure you re-establish it.'

Mu Zhe didn't want the Daoist partner contract that had fallen from the sky to be replaced by a disciple contract. He was like a discarded animal, muttering incredulously, "Master, don't you want me anymore?"

Shen Gurong groaned, unable to bear it any longer.

He struggled to remain calm amidst Mu Zhe's barrage of questions, weakly asking, "You...you're not going to cry again, are you?"

Miss Mu didn't answer, only her red-rimmed eyes did.

If crying could dispel this thought, he could cry until he flooded the Gu Hong Secret Realm.

That would be shameless.

Shen Gurong clutched his chest, feeling like he was about to die. He quickly succumbed to Miss Mu's pitiful onslaught.

'It wasn't his fault for forming the wrong contract, so why torture the child like this?'

'You possessed someone else's body, and they don't even care, treating you like their master. And you want them to break the contract? Are you even human?'

'Forget it, let's talk about it next time. We'll try another method. If that doesn't work, we might as well just confront him directly.'

Anyway, Mu Zhe has already seen him in all sorts of humiliating situations, so one more won't make a difference.

Mu Zhe: "..."

Mu Zhe breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his master calm himself down and finally abandon the idea of ​​breaking the contract now.

Shen Gurong said awkwardly, "Ahem, you...you don't cry, we won't break the contract."

Mu Zhe said, "Thank you, Master."

Shen Gurong was extremely embarrassed, looking around for a long time before changing the subject, "By the way, do you still not have a courtesy name?"

Mu Zhe hesitated for a moment before nodding.

He hadn't had time to return to Liren Peak when he turned twenty, intending to do so after leaving the Gu Hong Secret Realm. Unexpectedly, he stumbled upon his master instead.

Shen Gurong said, "I've already chosen a name for you, Zhizhi. What do you think?"

From 'Yuanzhi Lilan', it's a good name.

Mu Zhe nodded, "Thank you, Master."

He hesitated for a moment before whispering, "I don't know Master's name yet."

"Me?" Seeing that Mu Zhe truly didn't care about his possession, Shen Gurong no longer maintained his airs as Shen Feng Xue and casually said, "Shen Gurong, I hadn't reached adulthood when I came, so I haven't chosen a name yet."

Mu Zhe nodded. Not yet adulthood? His master back then must have been just a child. No wonder he acted and spoke so flamboyantly and carefree.

Shen Gurong thought again, 'But the Master said he would personally choose a name for me, so it must be a good one.'

Mu Zhe: "..."

Mu Zhe clenched his fist. The Master again. 'Master, Master, who exactly is that Master?'

If it was the person Shen Gurong was before, does that mean he'll never be able to see the Master his master always remembered?

Mu Zhe felt inexplicably irritated.

Knowing Shen Gurong wouldn't lie to him, Mu Zhe hesitated for a long time before tentatively asking, "Master, who is the Master you mentioned before?"

Shen Gurong was startled, almost thinking he'd blurted out that question, but seeing Mu Zhe didn't ask anything else, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's the private tutor who taught me since I was little."

His eyes held a hint of nostalgia as he spoke of his tutor.

Mu Zhe looked closely and found that his expression didn't contain the adoration or anything else ambiguous he'd expected.

Mu Zhe was still uneasy and pressed on, "Does Master like that gentleman?"

Shen Gurong, puzzled, replied strangely, "Yes, I do."

Mu Zhe gasped, but quickly realized that Shen Gurong's "like" wasn't the same as his infatuation. He asked again, "What...do you see him as?"

A person he admires, or simply a teacher?

Shen Gurong tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then gave Mu Zhe a sly look: "He's handsome, has a good temper, and makes me draw him."

Mu Zhe: "..."

"But he always punishes me by making me copy books," Shen Gurong muttered softly, "I really dislike it."

Mu Zhe quickly volunteered, "Master, I...I'm handsome too, and I have a good temper. You can draw me too, and you can even punish me by making me copy books."

I'm a fast copyer.

Shen Gurong paused, then chuckled, "What's wrong with you? Why do you compare yourself to others?"

Mu Zhe lowered his head and said, "Master, you said you like him."

Shen Gurong, his identity exposed, stopped pretending in front of Mu Zhe and became increasingly unrestrained. He casually said, "I like a lot of people. The storyteller under the overpass in our city, the candied hawthorn seller, the monkey trainer—I like them all."

Mu Zhe: "..."

Sure enough, his master's liking for that gentleman was simply because he found him amusing!

Mu Zhe finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped worrying about the gentleman.

He realized he shouldn't be so paranoid; not everyone likes men like he does.

After comforting himself, Mu Zhe heard Shen Gurong say in his mind, 'But the gentleman, I like him a little more.' 

Mu Zhe, who had just been comforting himself not to be so paranoid, almost exploded.

Indeed, human jealousy is not easily controlled.

Mu Zhe, his face cold, asked bluntly, "Does Master like me?"

Shen Gurong replied, "Aren't you just asking the obvious?"

"If he didn't like you, would Master be so lenient with you? If Yu Xinghe dared to be so disrespectful to me, I would have kicked him into the lake to cool off long ago."

Being compared to Yu Xinghe didn't make Mu Zhe feel any relief. He pressed on, "And compared to that gentleman?"

Shen Gurong was utterly bewildered by the question: "What's wrong with you?"

"If you ask any more strange questions, I'm breaking our contract."

Mu Zhe: "..."

Mu Zhe immediately fell silent.

Seeing him quiet, Shen Gurong asked, "Did you get the opportunity?"

Mu Zhe nodded, unguardedly presenting the opportunity to Shen Gurong.

Shen Gurong asked, "Then why don't you use it?"

Mu Zhe shook his head: "I can't use it for now."

If he were to break through to the Mahayana stage, he would surely attract eighty-one tribulations of lightning, making it difficult for him to protect himself, let alone spare the energy to protect Shen Gurong. He could only return to Liren Peak to decide.

Shen Gurong knew he was a decisive person and didn't interfere, saying, "Alright, then let's go look at other places."

Mu Zhe nodded in agreement.

The face-shaped tree beside him said disappointedly, "Ah? You're leaving already?"

Shen Gurong nodded, "Yeah, play by yourself."

The face-shaped tree was a little sad, but also very understanding. It stretched out another vine, handing a bunch of fruit to Shen Gurong, saying, "Here you go."

Shen Gurong asked curiously, "What's this?"

"A fruit that can fuse with inner demons."

"Inner demons?" Shen Gurong said, "I don't have any inner demons."

The face-shaped tree said, "You do."

Shen Gurong was confused, but accepted the gift despite its kindness, saying, "Thank you."

The face-shaped tree happily started swaying back and forth again, saying, "It's nothing. You're the first one to come and play with me all these years."

Shen Gurong was stunned, only then realizing where the face-shaped tree's inexplicable goodwill towards him came from. It turned out that Shen Feng Xue had often come to play with the face-shaped tree before.

He smiled and said, "I'll come find you again next time." 

The human-faced tree nodded vigorously, its leaves almost falling off its top: "Okay, okay." Shen Gurong then left.

Mu Zhe, standing to the side, felt a pang of jealousy, thinking that his master seemed to be quite popular with those strange and unusual things.

The two suppressed their cultivation levels and searched for another opportunity, but for some reason, Shen Gurong's luck seemed extremely bad. Even after killing countless ferocious beasts at the Golden Core stage, he didn't see a single opportunity.

Finally, he was exhausted and gave up completely.

Moreover, finding the opportunity to go home was no longer important. Shen Feng Xue had already given him a ray of light; as long as he crushed it, he could go home.

But…

Shen Gurong looked at Mu Zhe, who was leading the way for him, and suddenly hesitated.

Clearly, what he had wanted most all these years was to go home, and now that he had finally found the way home, he hesitated.

Shen Gurong's steps faltered, and he suddenly stood frozen in place.

Mu Zhe asked in confusion, "Master, what's wrong?"

Shen Gurong touched his chest and murmured, "I can't bear to part with Mu Zhe."

Mu Zhe: "?"

Mu Zhe was inexplicably overjoyed and was about to rush over to ask when he heard Shen Gurong continue, "Could this be... a father's is love as solid as a mountain?"

Mu Zhe: "..."

Mu Zhe almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Old Master Shen hurriedly said, "Did you fall? Did you hurt yourself? Come, let Dad... Master take a look."

Mu Zhe: "..."

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