Nangong Yunhai still wanted to say something, but when he saw the resolute expression on Nangong Man Sha’s face, he swallowed his words. "I understand, sister." Nangong Yunhai sighed, but in the end, he said nothing. Nangong Man Sha sighed softly, turned to Chu Ge, and said, "Mr. Chu, please don’t take my brother’s words to heart from earlier." Chu Ge nodded slightly, knowing that Nangong Yunhai bore the heavy responsibility of the Nangong Family’s future. The Nangong Family, head of the Six Major Families of Kyoto. Chu Ge was well aware of how significant this was. "You all go ahead and stay busy, I’ll head back first." Chu Ge slightly nodded to Nangong Man Sha, then turned around and left with Long Ang and Jian Chunqiu. Huo Tianqian stayed behind to continue helping. On the way back, Long Ang looked at Chu Ge with some puzzlement and asked, "Mr. Chu, I see that Young Master Nangong has the potential for martial arts, so why are you all against him joining your Ancient Martial Arts?" In his impression, Ancient Martial Arts was a place that cast a wide net, accepting anyone willing to join, regardless of suitability for cultivation. But earlier, he had tested and found that Nangong Yunhai was indeed a martial arts prodigy. If he were to cultivate, his future would be immensely bright. Yet Chu Ge and Nangong Man Sha refused him outright without hesitation, which truly surprised him. Chu Ge shook his head slightly, "Your Dragon Group and our Ancient Martial Arts do have some differences. Regarding talent recruitment, they are quite similar, but our Ancient Martial Arts places more emphasis on personal connections. Take Nangong Yunhai, for instance; he indeed is a good martial arts talent, but for him, the future of the Nangong Family is more important. His burden is already too heavy, and it’s unnecessary to add more pressure on him. "That’s probably the biggest difference between our Ancient Martial Arts and your Dragon Group." Jian Chunqiu suddenly chimed in. "Those old folks in your Dragon Group always think they’re so great, but actually, they’re just heartless and don’t understand human emotions!" Long Ang coughed awkwardly. Although he was no longer part of the Dragon Group, hearing Jian Chunqiu speak of the elders that way still made him uncomfortable. "Elder Jian, even though I’m no longer with the Dragon Group, I did come from there, so it’s a bit too much for you to say these things in front of me." Long Ang said awkwardly. Jian Chunqiu gave him a sideways glance and snorted, "They treated you like that, and you still speak for them. You’re just too soft-hearted; otherwise, why would they kick you out so unceremoniously?" "Don’t plead for them." Jian Chunqiu raised his hand slightly, "We found the special Binding Rope of your Dragon Group in the abandoned warehouse. Do you know what this means? It means there’s already a traitor in your Dragon Group, and this traitor isn’t at a low rank." Long Ang looked up at him, sighing slightly. He was aware of this but couldn’t be involved anymore, having been expelled from the Dragon Group. "I know what’s on your mind, and I understand my words trouble you, but you have to realize you’re no longer part of the Dragon Group. I suspect they pushed you out because you were in their way." Jian Chunqiu suddenly stated. Chu Ge and Long Ang both raised their eyes to him in surprise, "What do you mean by that? Are you suggesting the person who pushed me out is likely the mastermind behind this?" The first person that came to Long Ang’s mind was Elder Su, but on second thought, it seemed unlikely. What is Elder Su’s motive? Within the Dragon Group, Elder Su’s status was just below the Great Elder. Though ranked third, he didn’t have much regard for the Second Elder. Long Ang was lost in thought, and Jian Chunqiu stopped questioning further. Chu Ge drove the car steadily towards the Gambling Stone Field. At this point, calm had returned to the Gambling Stone Field. After the duel between Zhang Youwei and Gongsun Lihan, many had lost interest in gambling. Many were fans of Zhang Youwei, and after he lost, they too shared in his disappointment. Lin Dong and Lin Zhao stood unhappily at the front desk, "What is that Miss Gongsun thinking, staying here ?" Not far away, Gongsun Lihan watched the gambling stones with great interest, seeming very enthusiastic. Lin Zhao shook his head, "Luckily, Long Ang gambled for her and won; otherwise, we might have to close the Gambling Stone Field." Lin Dong scoffed, "Those high-ranking officials and nobles are really the worst!" Lin Zhao glanced at Lin Dong and laughed, "Why, did someone from high society bother you before?" Fresh chapters posted on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩 Lin Dong thought about someone bullying the orphanage, relying on the Nangong Family’s influence, and scoffed, "That’s all in the past now, let’s not mention it. By the way, where did Mr. Chu and Mr. Huo go?" Lin Dong asked curiously. They had left in a hurry, surely to attend to something important. He wished he could go along, possibly getting a chance to spar with other practitioners. Lin Zhao shook his head, "I don’t know either, but since they went in such a hurry, it must be something important." Watching Lin Zhao’s unhurried demeanor, Lin Dong couldn’t help but ask, "Aren’t you curious about what they’re doing?" Lin Zhao looked puzzled at him, "What good does curiosity do? Will it tell you what happened? Where they went and what they did isn’t important to us. What matters to us is keeping the Gambling Stone Field running." Lin Dong stared at him in surprise, then coughed lightly, "Lin Zhao, I didn’t realize you were so..." "So what?" Lin Zhao asked. "So open-minded. I used to think you were..." Lin Dong trailed off, coughed lightly, and tried to cover his awkwardness. Lin Zhao looked at him curiously and pressed, "What did you think I was like before?" Lin Dong gave an awkward smile and scratched his head, "Can I not say?" He feared that speaking the truth might end their brotherly friendship...