assistirfilmes Chapter 47: Favor
Chapter 47: Favor
Chapter 47: Favor
Zheng Fa quickly understood why Gao Yuan had said the Seventh Young Master was starting to resemble him.
That morning, as the first rays of sunlight illuminated the eaves and dew glistened on the grass, Zheng Fa and Gao Yuan arrived at the study to find the Seventh Young Master sitting upright. He held a copy of Comprehensive Guide to Symbol Diagrams and was diligently studying, marking the pages with a brush. His intense concentration was unlike anything they had seen before.
Zheng Fa turned to Gao Yuan, who nodded solemnly.
“How long has he been like this?”
“Two days,” Gao Yuan replied.@@@@
“He must have had a major shock!”
Zheng Fa frowned. This behavior was completely out of character. Of the three of them, it was hard to say whether Zheng Fa or Gao Yuan was the more diligent, but the laziest by far had always been the Seventh Young Master. Usually, when they arrived in the morning, he was still in bed, let alone sitting at a desk studying so earnestly.
Gao Yuan’s description of him as "becoming like me" was fitting. Zheng Fa preferred to memorize first and understand later, often appearing to be daydreaming. Gao Yuan, on the other hand, loved to pore over books, muttering to himself and scratching his head in frustration—exactly like the Seventh Young Master, who was currently pulling at his hair in exasperation.
With a loud bang, the Young Master threw his brush onto the desk and stood up, glaring at the open book in front of him as though it had wronged him. After fuming for a moment, he noticed Zheng Fa and Gao Yuan at the door.
“Young Master, what’s going on?” Zheng Fa asked.
The Young Master exhaled heavily. “My mother told me that my elder sister is coming back.”
“The Eldest Young Lady? Isn’t she with the Immortal Sect?” Zheng Fa asked, surprised.
Having grown up on the estate, Zheng Fa wasn’t as familiar with the Zhao family dynamics as Gao Yuan, who now explained that the legendary Eldest Young Lady was the Seventh Young Master’s sister and the most gifted cultivator of their generation.
“But what does the Eldest Young Lady’s return have to do with you suddenly working so hard?” Zheng Fa asked, still puzzled.
“She writes to my mother every ten days, urging her to make sure I study the ways of symbols. She said she’ll test me when she gets back,” the Young Master groaned.
Ah, so this was a classic case of pre-test anxiety.
“But if she wants to test you, just let her. Why does it bother you so much?” Gao Yuan asked.
The most plausible explanation was that Zheng Fa’s extraordinary talent had caught the cultivator’s eye, and he was being groomed as a disciple.
“Back then, I thought you were petty and overly competitive, full of schemes and grudges,” the Young Master said to Gao Yuan, his tone reflective. “Frankly, I looked down on you.”
Gao Yuan: “...”
“But now I get it. It’s perfectly natural to be a little scheming when you’re around someone like Zheng Fa.”
“Young Master, I’m not like that...” Gao Yuan tried to argue.
“Don’t bother. I understand!” The Young Master cut him off with a sigh. “Now that Zheng Fa’s being... valued, I feel so uncomfortable around him.”
“In the past, I could always look down on him. No matter how talented he was, he was still my study attendant. Even if he had the potential to join the Immortal Sect, he’d need the Zhao family’s support to get there.”
“But now... he could easily ascend to the Immortal Sect without us. Just thinking about it makes me feel useless.” The Young Master rubbed his temples. “If my sister’s already in the Immortal Sect and Zheng Fa joins her, what’ll I be left with? I’ve barely slept these past two days!”
Gao Yuan didn’t entirely understand but grasped one thing: Zheng Fa’s talent wasn’t just motivating the Young Master—it was making him miserable.
And now, Gao Yuan could feel a shift in the Young Master’s attitude toward himself. The trust and camaraderie between them had grown unexpectedly.
His spirits lifted. Zheng Fa, let your brilliance shine! You may outmatch me in talent, but from now on, I alone will bask in the Young Master’s favor!
“Young Master! I’ll...” Gao Yuan began, ready to pledge his loyalty.
“Whenever Zheng Fa’s around, I feel utterly inadequate, like a failure,” the Young Master interrupted. He then turned to Gao Yuan, his gaze softening.
“But when I see you, I feel so much better. You’re worse than him in everything—your academic talent is mediocre, your martial arts are terrible, and you’ve got no aptitude for symbols. The only thing you had over him was fairer skin, and now even that’s gone.”
The smile on Gao Yuan’s face froze.
“Seeing you reminds me that no matter how bad things get, at least I’m still a Young Master. You’re proof that I’m not the worst. Gao Yuan, I can’t do without you,” the Young Master declared with heartfelt sincerity.
Gao Yuan: ...This “favor” is way too painful to bear!