Gu Han was momentarily stunned by the system’s words.
He had thought that his recent actions leaned a bit toward being a good person. But in the system’s eyes, was this really how he looked?
At the side, Luo Baizhi had witnessed everything from beginning to end. She had originally intended to step forward and stop her Senior Brother.
After all, the person she had just seen was completely different from the one in her memories.
She was afraid he would fall into the demonic path.
But just as she opened her mouth, she felt a cold glance from Gu Han sweep over her.
At that moment, she was absolutely certain—if she dared to say anything, she would most likely suffer physical harm.
That chilling fear made her heart freeze, yet at the same time, she couldn’t help but envy how gently Gu Han treated Han Mengyao.
However, that fleeting envy was quickly replaced by deep bitterness, dimming the light in her beautiful eyes.
She too had once had a Senior Brother who treated her with such warmth and gentleness.
But she hadn’t cherished him.
It was her negligence that led to the loss of that warm and gentle Senior Brother.
Regret surged in her heart.
If she had only investigated the truth properly back then… or had firmly stood behind her Senior Brother instead of believing the little junior sister’s one-sided story… would the outcome have been different?
…
Luo Baizhi let out a long, heavy sigh, pushing aside the thoughts in her heart.
People are always like this. Only after losing something do they realize they should’ve cherished it.
But at this point, they had no one to blame but themselves.
Fortunately… maybe they still had a chance to make things right.
“Enough. It’s over. Come with me,” Gu Han said as he reached out and gently held Han Mengyao’s small hand, walking out of the courtyard.
“Young Master, what about them…” Han Mengyao looked back at the children who were still there, worry flashing across her face.
Although some of the children had excluded her, a few had still been kind and were her playmates.
Gu Han paused briefly, then with a wave of his hand, he separated a small portion of the spirit stones he had looted from the middle-aged men and gave them to the children.
Too many spirit stones would only bring trouble to these kids.
Besides, Gu Han never wanted to be some villain.
Everything he’d done today had only been forced upon him.
“Senior Brother…” Luo Baizhi, who had been watching quietly, felt a deep sense of shame. She lowered her raised hand halfway down. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
Only now did she truly, clearly realize how foolish she had been.
She had once again suspected her own Senior Brother of being a villain who trafficked slaves.
But now, his every action showed his principles and values.
She had doubted twice—a man who hated evil with a passion and upheld righteousness.
She truly deserved to die.
Gu Han had no interest in Luo Baizhi’s thoughts or feelings.
However, before leaving Tianhuang City with Han Mengyao, Gu Han’s sharp spiritual sense picked up several hidden gazes watching them from the shadows.
He didn’t bother reacting—just cast a calm look toward the strongest of those auras.
That simple glance cut through space itself, locking eyes with an old man standing atop the city wall.
In the same instant, that luxuriously dressed old man screamed in agony, clutching his eyes as blood poured from them.
“City Lord! What’s wrong, City Lord!?”
“Enemy attack! Protect the Lord! Hurry!”
Chaos erupted on the city wall.
Countless cultivators and guards rushed to the old man’s side, surrounding him tightly.
But the old man, known as the City Lord, was still reeling.
Gu Han’s gaze had pierced into his eyes like a blade, embedding itself deep into his brain and stirring violently!
He couldn’t believe it.
His cultivation was at the Divine Platform Realm, yet just one look from that young man had nearly killed him.
“Could it be… that man is already at the Dao Integration Realm!?”
“A Dao Integration Realm expert so young… just who is he? Which peak power does he belong to…?”
Overwhelmed with fear and shock, the old City Lord, barely clinging to life, urgently ordered everyone to cease investigating the incident and stay out of it.
Thanks to this, Luo Baizhi, whom Gu Han had completely ignored, was spared any trouble.
After all, from the City Lord’s point of view, Luo Baizhi had been following Gu Han closely. There might be a connection between them. No one dared cross that line.
…
Instead, he brought her to a nearby town not far from the sect.
Walking through the bustling streets, Gu Han led Han Mengyao to a high-end clothing store.
Inside the store were countless exquisitely crafted garments that were clearly expensive.
Even the clerks in the shop wore elegant attire and carried refined airs.
In stark contrast stood Han Mengyao, her body stained with mud, wrapped in tattered rags.
“You see, Young Master, our store…” One of the clerks hesitated, stepping forward.
Before she could say more, Gu Han casually tossed a pouch filled with spirit stones.
“Give her a bath.”
“The rest of the spirit stones—pick ten of your finest, most expensive dresses for her. You can keep the rest as your tip.”
The clerk’s pupils shrank in shock, her expression shifting rapidly to delight.
“Please rest assured, Sir. We guarantee your complete satisfaction!”
About half an hour later, Han Mengyao stepped out of the guest room completely transformed.
Though still thin and petite due to long-term malnutrition, she was undeniably a beauty in the making.
Her jet-black hair flowed down her back like a waterfall. Her skin was fair and flawless, her features delicate.
And her crimson eyes—like blooming roses—were both dangerous and mesmerizing.
She wore a flowing white dress…
Gu Han’s brows furrowed slightly. A white dress?
Somehow, that color didn’t suit Han Mengyao’s future aura as a Demon Lord.
As his gaze shifted around the shop, his eyes landed on the top-right corner of a large rack—where a stunning red gown caught his eye.
The entire dress was crafted from special materials, adorned with engraved formation runes by a renowned inscription master. Its price was clearly astronomical.
Gu Han pointed at it and said flatly, “That red dress. Name your price.”
The shop clerk flinched in surprise, then quickly waved her hands nervously. “Sir, you might not know… that Red Fragrant Feather Fairy Dress is a treasured piece our owner personally collected. It’s the store’s symbol. It’s not for sale…”
But before she could finish, something seemed to change in her expression. Her pupils contracted, and disbelief flooded her face.
Yet she recovered quickly. Bowing slightly to Gu Han, she swallowed hard and said cautiously, “The owner just gave instructions…”
“This Red Fragrant Feather Fairy Dress can be gifted to you, Sir. Consider it a token of friendship.”