Master of Martial Arts, please enjoy a drunken revelry in the martial world.

night.

A small tavern.

Haitang was drinking one cup after another, getting herself completely drunk.

"Godfather... why don't you trust me? Why...?"

I have never betrayed you.

Haitang is very sad.

Apart from the time when her whole family was killed, this was the saddest moment for her.

Haitang couldn't help but recall her past.

She was originally the eldest daughter of the Hai family, living a carefree life. However, when she was six years old, the Hai family was wiped out by bandits. She survived by hiding among the corpses for five days.

At that time, all she could hear was the buzzing of flies, which annoyed her.

Therefore, she hates flies the most.

Because that voice reminded her of those five days that felt like she was living a life worse than death.

One by one, her loved ones died beside her, and she could do nothing about it.

Waiting for death and witnessing death are both painful, yet she faced both simultaneously.

Fortunately, five days later, Zhu Wushi appeared like a savior.

He saved her and became a ray of light in her life.

At that moment, Zhu Wushi was her god.

She admired him, idolized him, regarded him as her role model, and even considered him her father.

But she never imagined that one day her father would suspect that she had betrayed him.

She felt wronged, she felt heartbroken, but mostly she felt bitter.

Does this mean I have no home anymore?

Boom!

After a clap of thunder, a torrential downpour began.

The raindrops, making a crackling sound, splashed into rain butterflies the moment they hit the ground, and then quietly disappeared.

The constantly falling raindrops repeated this scene over and over, making it look like rain butterflies fluttering back and forth in the rain.

Beautiful and enigmatic, yet fleeting and ephemeral.

Haitang felt a little dizzy.

She drank too much.

There was so much that she could barely keep up.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared in the rain.

Haitang was startled, and with a struggle, she opened her heavy eyes to look at the golden light.

A man in a blue robe was seen slowly walking towards them, holding a golden umbrella.

He walked in the rainy night, as if a god had descended to earth.

At that moment, Zhu Wushi and Gu Qianbei's figures overlapped.

She seemed to see a new light in her life.

"Haitang, you've had too much to drink."

A gentle voice rang out, bringing Haitang back to her senses.

Before me was an extremely handsome face.

Compared to Zhu Wushi's resolute and domineering middle-aged face, the face in front of him was full of hope and gentleness.

And there was the worry and concern that couldn't be hidden in those eyes.

That was an emotion that Haitang had never seen in Zhu Wushi's eyes before.

"A thousand cups..."

Haitang recognized the man in the blue robe in front of her, and her grievances overflowed into tears, which dripped down her cheeks.

She hugged Gu Qianbei, her tears soaking his clothes.

It was a liquid even wetter than rainwater.

Each drop is heartbreaking.

Gu Qianbei dispersed the golden light in his hand, held Haitang in his arms, and gently stroked her back with his left hand.

"It's okay, everything will pass."

Gu Qianbei's gentle words of comfort only made Haitang cry even more unrestrainedly.

That's just how people are.

When I'm alone, I can pretend to be strong, but once someone close to me comforts me, I can't hold back my grievances anymore.

Even someone as resilient as Haitang is no exception.

And such people are happy.

Because she still has a harbor where she can dock.

There are many people in this world who have no harbor.

They could only swallow their grievances in the darkness, which eventually turned into silent tears.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Haitang finally calmed down.

She nestled in Gu Qianbei's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

At this moment, she felt at ease.

The grievances of the past few days were relieved at this moment.

Gu Qianbei gently hugged her, as if he were holding a fragile piece of porcelain.

Looking at Haitang's beautiful but somewhat haggard face, Gu Qianbei sighed softly.

"Zhu Wushi is so important to Haitang. I wonder how sad she will be when she learns that he is ambitious and wants to rebel."

Gu Qianbei felt sorry for the girl.

She witnessed her family being massacred when she was young, and now she is being used as a tool by Zhu Wushi.

In the original story, she died just before dawn.

Her most respected godfather probably never truly cared for her.

How much loyalty and affection can someone who has no pity for the child they raised themselves be?

Gu Qianbei's gaze pierced through the rain, looking into the distance, towards the capital city, and towards the Dragon Guard Manor.

"Zhu ignored it..."

The rain gradually stopped, and by sunrise, everything had returned to calm.

The sun rose, dispelling all the chill.

When Haitang opened her eyes, the sunlight was already shining on her bed.

He had already changed out of his clothes, which reeked of alcohol, and was now only wearing a white nightgown.

Haitang was taken aback and somewhat flustered.

She quickly remembered that she had slept in Gu Qianbei's arms last night.

A sweet smile played on her lips.

Yes, she's not alone anymore; she has someone else she can rely on.

That was the support she chose herself.

Just then, the door opened.

Gu Qianbei walked in carrying soy milk and steamed buns.

"You're awake? Perfect timing. I just bought breakfast, get up and eat."

Gu Qianbei smiled and said when he saw Haitang wake up.

Haitang didn't speak, but simply opened her arms to Gu Qianbei.

Gu Qianbei smiled, placed the things on the table, stepped forward and gently pulled Haitang into his arms, then lightly touched her lips.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Very good. Thank you, Chibee."

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for being there for me when I needed you most."

How did you know I was there?

"Zhang Jinjiu told me."

"Zhang Jinjiu?"

Haitang was somewhat surprised.

"Yes. Miss Suxin has gone missing, and Zhang Jinjiu has been summoned by the Marquis to investigate the matter."

Before he left, he told me about you and provided the last place you were seen.

So I came here.

Gu Qianbei explained.

"I see. How's his investigation going? Has he found any leads on Su Xin's whereabouts?"

Haitang asked anxiously.

Gu Qianbei shook her head slightly.

"It's not that easy. However, the Marquis has discovered new clues."

Gu Santong, who was imprisoned in the imperial prison, has disappeared.

Shenhou guessed that Gu Santong had taken Suxin away from Tianshan.

"What? Gu Santong escaped from prison? How is that possible? My godfather said he was the most trustworthy person."

Haitang was astonished.

"A promise is as heavy as a mountain for some, and as light as a feather for others."

Whether or not to break a promise depends solely on whether you have enough leverage.

You shouldn't worry about these things.

Anyway, you're just a wandering swordsman now; the affairs of the imperial court have nothing to do with you.

Gu Qianbei's voice carried a hint of coldness.

Clearly, they were very dissatisfied with Zhu's actions.

He was quite angry that Haitang had hurt him so much.

"Qianbei, this has nothing to do with my godfather. He was just too concerned about Miss Suxin, which is why he was so heartless towards me."