My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 129 - 106 Incoming Calls, Past, Permission to Go Out (Request for Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 129: Chapter 106 Incoming Calls, Past, Permission to Go Out (Request for Monthly Tickets)_2

Not long after, the voice of Su Zimai came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello... Brother?" she said.

Hearing Su Zimai’s voice, Gu Qiye was silent for a moment, his expression softened slightly: "Are you having fun over there in Hong Kong?"

"Happy."

"Are you hurt?"

"No."

"Do you need any clothes or anything?"

"My friend’s house has clothes. I wear hers; the size is about right."

"Yesterday, Wenyu told me..."

"What did he say?" Su Zimai’s voice suddenly became alert.

"He told me that you texted him something like, ’Actually, you’re an Exorcist’..." Gu Qiye paused, "and also said, you might have joined some cult, sounding a bit crazy."

Su Zimai was silent for a long time, speaking word by word: "Let him answer the phone."

Ji Minghuan rolled his eyes and looked at his phone.

As expected, at that moment he received a WeChat message from Su Zimai.

[Su Zimai: Are you nuts?]

[Gu Wenyu: What’s the big deal? Weren’t you the one who started acting crazy first?]

[Su Zimai: Then let me ask you, why did you tell Brother?]

[Gu Wenyu: During dinner, they asked about you, so I just mentioned it casually. The three of us were having a get-together, the mood was so great and harmonious, when you come back, you’ll probably be isolated by us.]

[Su Zimai: Who cares.]

Gu Qiye was silent for a moment and then said: "Wenyu is not fully awake yet. When he wakes up, I’ll have him call you."

"Is there anything else?" Su Zimai asked.

"Just what I said earlier."

"’Exorcist’ is just a character in a game." Su Zimai frowned, "If you search online, aren’t there many games about Demon Hunters slaying huge Boss demons, one shot 99999, exploding golden chests?"

She paused, "How can you all interpret this as a cult? Really, you’re old... can’t keep up with the times."

Gu Qiye said: "If you get involved in anything dangerous, remember to tell your brother, and I’ll bring you home immediately."

Su Zimai seemed to understand her brother’s concerns, so she said: "First, I wasn’t abducted by a pyramid scheme; second, there’s no way I’d be fooled by a cult." She paused, "Are you satisfied now?"

Gu Qiye hunched his shoulders, seeming unsure of what to say.

He simply looked quietly at his phone screen, at his sister’s name for a while.

Then he curled his lips and said in a relaxed tone: "Alright, I still trust our Xiaomai’s intelligence."

"Can I hang up now?"

"After hanging up, can you first remove me from your WeChat blacklist?" Gu Qiye laughed.

"We’ll talk about it when I get back."

With that, Su Zimai hung up the phone, leaving only the "dudu..." sound still echoing in Gu Qiye’s ear.

He leaned against the window sill, hugging his shoulders, his head bowed in silence for a long time.

As if unable to bear seeing Blue Arc’s old man looking sad, Ji Minghuan sighed, quietly took the restraint belt off the wall, and stopped observing the situation over there.

He thought to himself: "Elder brother is still too gentle. If it were me, I’d rush straight to Ke Qirui’s hotel and give her a set of Thunderbolt Lightning Tornado Fist to vent."

A moment later, Ji Minghuan used the restraint belt to put the toiletries back in the bathroom, then patted his backside, got up from the bed, walked out of the room, and knocked on the adjoining door.

Gu Qiye quickly opened the door, his face haggard from a sleepless night, but still wearing a smile.

"What’s up?" he asked.

"Didn’t you say you wanted to find some time to go out?"

Gu Qiye thought for a second: "Uh... How about today, let’s just skip it? I’m not in the mood..." He hesitated for a bit and said softly, "I’m a little tired today."

"Then never mind."

Ji Minghuan turned to leave.

"Wait." Gu Qiye suddenly stopped him and changed his tune: "Then let’s take a bus to look at the nearby Ming..."

Ji Minghuan turned back to look at him, interrupting: "I already said forget it... just look at yourself."

Gu Qiye was taken aback.

After a moment of silence, Ji Minghuan continued: "Brother, get some rest... You look very tired."

With that, he went back to his room, closing the door behind him.

In the hallway, only Gu Qiye was left standing by the door, lost in thought.

For some reason, he felt that it had been a long, long time since he felt any concern from his family.

The last time was from his mother’s mouth.

"Get some rest, huh..." Gu Qiye murmured to himself, his thoughts jumbled for a moment.

In those years as a Mutant working out there, especially the first year, every day after school, carrying groceries home from the supermarket, he would always see a drunken father collapsed in the living room or hallway.

Back then, he was only 14 years old, enduring his disgust for the smell of alcohol, expressionlessly dragging his father to bed to prevent his brother and sister from seeing this when they came home.

Then he’d close the door, lean against it to take a breather, throw down his backpack, and start cleaning up the dirty bottles in the living room, using disinfectant to remove the alcohol smell.

Only then would he start preparing dinner for his brother and sister.

At night, he’d change into his battle clothes, put on his helmet, and head to the association to complete missions. After meetings, it would be past midnight when he got home. He’d take off his clothes, and treat his wounds in the bathroom with special treatment from the association.

Then he would curl up in his room, with a bedside lamp on, leaning against the headboard to finish his homework stroke by stroke.

For a long time, he would only sleep at three or four in the morning, waking up after just two hours. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Every time Gu Wenyu and Su Zimai caused trouble at school, it was Gu Qiye who would stand in for the parents, taking the admonishments at school.

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