Chapter 7: The Secret of Divorce

  Hu Gao, weighed down by his worries, was led to the clan leader's room by three dark guards. As soon as he stepped inside, he caught a whiff of fragrance that hit him right in the nose. He couldn't help but take another glance around, and then suddenly his brain became oxygen-deprived, causing his neural transmissions to malfunction, resulting in his hind legs not following for half a day.

  For the first time, Hu Gao felt that crossing into another realm also had its benefits. As a science and engineering student who rarely saw girls, let alone recognized them, he was astonished by the woman in front of him. With his limited literary skills, he could only describe her as "a beauty so rare, she should be from heaven, not often seen on earth".

  Her figure is outstanding, her movements are elegant and refined, her eyebrows and eyes convey emotions, her face is rosy and radiant. Hu Gao used up all the adjectives he could think of to describe her, but what's most striking is that amidst her demeanor, she still exudes a hint of haughtiness, making her a perfect combination of classical beauty and ice queen. With just one glance, she can make men's IQ drop to rock bottom; if they were to imagine other physical interactions, their IQ curve would immediately plummet from a wave to a straight line, dropping to zero.

  "Cough, cough." The tribe's elder looked at Hu Gao's expression and felt speechless. The original Qing Hao was a somewhat wooden child, "Guardian Deity, this is Ai Nu Duo, the tribe had already decided to have her marry you after your arrival, what are your thoughts on this?"

  "Head of the clan, this is not the Hu Gao from before..."

  "Dad, I don't want to!"

  Three assassins and Hu Wushuang spoke simultaneously.

  The clan leader's eyebrows furrowed, "Wú Shuāng, don't speak first, àn Yǐng tell me what's going on."

  Originally excited, Hu Wusong's pretty face flushed red, but upon hearing the tone of the clan elder, she could only purse her lips and retreat to the side. Meanwhile, standing opposite her, Hu Gao inadvertently revealed a strange smile that only those who had crossed over could understand.

  Among the dark warriors, the one who had once carried Hu Gao stepped forward and said: "Reporting to the clan leader, according to the information conveyed by the elder of the trial yesterday, the Guardian God is currently in a state of temporary sleep. The current Hu Gao is in a very strange state, he has even lost his memories of Qinghe."

  The information in this sentence is very large, the patriarch hesitated for a moment before saying, "At the time of the sacrifice, the Guardian God did say that he would fall into a deep sleep, but I didn't expect that there would be another soul in his body. This is indeed a bit strange, Hu Gao, come forward and let me examine your body."

  Although Hu Gao had a million unwillingness, at this moment he could only stretch his neck and let others slaughter him.

  "Close your eyes, all of you."

  The clan leader was in the Hu family, with strength second only to a few senior elders. He stretched out his right hand and a strong light appeared from his hand, gently pressing against Hu Gao's abdomen.

  Hu Gao didn't feel any discomfort, but he felt that the small jade pendant between his collarbones seemed to have moved slightly, and then a faint coolness spread out, this coolness was like a small bug, slowly spreading up to his forehead, and then disappeared without a trace.

  After a moment, the patriarch relaxed his palm and the intense light disappeared. "Alright, you can open your eyes now."

  "Clan leader, how is it?" Shadow asked.

  "Hui Xue, come in." The clan leader shook his head and shouted towards the door.

  As soon as the clan leader's voice fell, a woman in a colorful dress with her hair tied back walked in and said, "What are your orders, Clan Leader?"

  "Go gather the remaining elders of the Council in the Red Blood Hall and wait for me, I'll be there soon."

  "Yes!" The woman said, facing the tribal chief, and slowly backed out of the room.

  "Shadow, you can return too." The patriarch waved his hand.

  "Yes, sir!" The three assassins said in unison and immediately exited the room.

  "Father, if he were truly a successor, then so be it. But now he's nothing more than a cripple, even his soul is incomplete. Can you really bear to marry me off to him?" Hu Wushuang spoke up first after seeing everyone else retreat.

  "Unmatched, you must not be rude!" The clan leader scolded.

  "Heh heh." Hu Gao spread out his hands and chuckled, "Tribe leader sir doesn't have to be so polite. Right now, I'm indeed a useless waste who doesn't even know who I am myself. But I want to ask the supposedly unparalleled genius of the Hu clan, Hu Wushuang, do you dare make a bet with me?"

  Hu Wushuang's eyebrows slightly raised, she didn't know why, but she always felt that Hu Gao's words in front of her were a bit strange, "Make a bet?"

  "That's right, I'm betting on it! Three months from now, I will defeat you fair and square!"

  "What?" Hu Wusuo's eyes widened, she had never thought that Hu Gao would make such a request, but as a warrior, she couldn't refuse this gamble. "Alright, although you have no memory, after all, the blood of our rich fighting spirit still flows in your bones. I'll give you this chance, if you can defeat me, I'll marry you!"

  "No! No! No! You're wrong, Musou!" Hu Gao's smile disappeared, and he said calmly: "My bet is simple, you just need to say three words to me."

  Hu Wushuang's face was flushed with shame, Hu Gao completely didn't play by the rules, she felt her emotions were almost out of control, "What three words?"

  "Right! Not! Rise!" Hu Gao said slowly.

  "Ah!" Hu Wushuang almost spat out a mouthful of blood. "Good, good, good!" She excitedly said three 'goods' in a row, "Then what if you lose at that time?"

  "Whatever you think is convenient!"

  "You...!" Hu Wushuang felt like his chest was blocked and he couldn't speak, half a moment later he continued to say, "As you wish, Father, I'll leave first, Hu Gao! We'll meet again in three months!" Hu Wushuang said in one breath, then stormed out of the room.

  "Wait!"

  Hu Wushuang turned his head, with a hint of puzzlement in his anger, had this fool changed his mind?

  "Your handkerchief!" Hu Gao smiled and picked up a pink handkerchief from the ground, handing it over.

  "It's yours!" Hu Wushuang had completely lost his composure, and just as he turned around, he remembered that the handkerchief was a personal item of his, how could he give it to Hu Gao? He had no choice but to turn around again, snatch the handkerchief from Hu Gao's hands, and storm out in anger.

  Watching his own daughter flee in disarray, the usually taciturn tribal elder not only didn't get angry, but instead burst out laughing. "Hugao, I have high hopes for you! Three months is neither short nor long, and this old man also wants to see how far you can grow. Come on, now I'll take you to attend the Council of Elders, let's see what resources we can secure for you."

  "Thank you, Chief!" Hu Gao secretly let out a sigh of relief. His series of actions just now was completely like walking on thin ice!

  He was like a player in an escape room game with no hints, except for the countless online clips he had watched while staying in his dormitory, all other knowledge was useless!

  However, reality is far from being artistic, and the situation we face is much more complicated. A slight mistake can lead to a big trouble.

  Hugao must seek a buffer period for his own growth. If he is abandoned by the family as a waste, the road ahead will be extremely difficult. A successor with no ability but a strange heritage and a family that urgently needs a savior, which one is more important? He knew that this time he had gambled correctly!

  For a long time, Hu Gao had been highly strung, and at this moment he suddenly wanted to shout loudly: "Foreign realm, old Hu is here! Are you ready?"