The small pavilion at the mountain top.
Gu Qing stood with his hands hanging down.
In front of the tea table, Zhao Hansheng used Mana to infuse the Jade Slip, revealing a battle scene—a fight between Gu Qing's portrait clone and Ning Zhuo's Golden Core Puppet.
Gu Qing pressed his lips tightly, his eyes bloodshot, watching the battle scene in midair, all of which was a painful memory for him!
"Ning Zhuo, this scoundrel, so despicable and shameless!"
"To use such deceit, to trick me!"
"Detestable, hateful to the extreme!"
Gu Qing suffered a great, silent loss. He had originally thought it was a "battle of understanding." Now, wanting to hold Ning Zhuo accountable for the breach, he didn't have any contract, not even a verbal or Divine Sense exchange.
Gu Qing looked at the battle scene in front of him and reviewed the entire battle process.
He realized he had fallen into a trap from the very beginning.
