The excitement slowly subsided as Gu Minghui carefully folded the letter Wang Qiyang had given him and placed it back in the envelope.
He then turned to look at Wang Qiyang, his expression complex.
After hesitating for a long time, Gu Minghui finally lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Senior Brother, I misunderstood Master and you all these years. I, I'm truly a scumbag!"
Seeing Gu Minghui admit his mistakes, Wang Qiyang showed a relieved expression.
After all, before Master passed away, he had held Wang Qiyang's hand by his sickbed and told him that if Gu Minghui ever realized his mistakes, he hoped his two disciples could live in harmony.
It was just that he wouldn't be able to see that day.
Thinking of Master's words back then, Wang Qiyang also felt a sense of melancholy.
"Junior Brother, actually, Master was very reluctant to expel you from the sect back then. It's just that you were young and hot-headed, with a stubborn personality. Alas..."
Wang Qiyang sighed deeply.
Although Gu Minghui had exceptional talent and Master had decided to pass his legacy to him, Wang Qiyang held no resentment in his heart.
In his opinion, his junior brother was more capable and deserved to inherit everything from Master.
However, Gu Minghui himself had failed to live up to Master's good intentions.
"Senior Brother, back then I always thought you were jealous of my talent and complained about me to Master. And Master didn't protect me when people came looking for trouble... In short, my thoughts were too extreme back then, which led to today's situation."
"Alas, it's a pity I woke up too late. I didn't even get to see Master's last moment."
Sometimes, people just need a catalyst.
After being expelled from the sect, Gu Minghui had harbored resentment towards Master and Wang Qiyang for so many years, filling his mind with thoughts of achieving fame and making them regret expelling him.
But when he read the letter Wang Qiyang gave him, he understood Master's deep paternal love and his Senior Brother's protection. He suddenly realized that everything back then had stemmed from his own extreme thoughts.
He had done wrong, yet blamed Master and his Senior Brother.
The more Gu Minghui thought about it, the more he felt he had gone too far. He didn't even have the courage to look up at Wang Qiyang.
"Junior Brother, let's not dwell on the past. From now on, as long as you're willing to change and remember what Master taught us, that's enough."
Wang Qiyang seemed to have guessed Gu Minghui's thoughts.
Gu Minghui nodded forcefully.
Immediately after, Gu Minghui thanked Du Fei for saving his life.
The reunion between the two brothers finally cleared the air, and they had endless things to talk about.
Seeing this, the others left the backyard, allowing them to chat to their hearts' content.
"Brother Hu, Zhong Ling, I'm heading back now."
Seeing Wang Qiyang and Gu Minghui reconcile, Du Fei felt his mission was accomplished.
So, after leaving the backyard, he proactively offered to leave.
"Du Fei, thank you so much for this. If it weren't for you, my Master..."
Hu Weiguo looked at Du Fei with gratitude.
Indeed, it was fortunate that Du Fei was present. Otherwise, even if Master had lost to Gu Minghui in medical skills, it might not have bothered him much. But to watch his junior brother die before his eyes would have been a great blow.
Fortunately, Du Fei intervened, using the nearly lost art of acupuncture, Qi-guided needling, to save Gu Minghui and mend the rift between him and Wang Qiyang.
Du Fei was the great contributor to their reconciliation.
"Hmph, it's just acupuncture, as if only you know how to do it," Gu Cheng said sourly from the side.
Although Du Fei had saved his master, Gu Cheng found Du Fei extremely annoying.
First, he had ruined Gu Cheng's attempts to charm women, and then he had stolen the spotlight in front of everyone, making everyone focus on him.
Before, this was the attention Gu Cheng used to enjoy.
Now, he had become transparent, with no one paying him any attention, which made Gu Cheng feel terrible.
So, after enduring it for so long, he could no longer hold back and spoke up.
As soon as he spoke, everyone present turned their gaze to him.
Seeing that he had attracted everyone's attention, Gu Cheng continued, "In just three years of studying the art of acupuncture, I've reached a state of perfection. Even my master praises me as a peerless genius... Ouch!"
Mid-sentence, Gu Cheng suddenly felt a sharp pain at the back of his head.
Turning around, he saw Gu Minghui standing behind him.
Gu Minghui's hand was still in the air, his face etched with anger. "Even Master couldn't perform Du Fei's Qi-guided needling technique. How dare you, a good-for-nothing like you, boast so shamelessly? Get lost."
Gu Cheng opened his mouth to retort, but he saw how genuinely angry Gu Minghui was. So, he could only sheepishly shuffle to the side.
He had intended to show off, but before he could even begin, Gu Minghui had interrupted him. At this moment, Gu Cheng felt incredibly humiliated. If he could, he would have dug a hole and buried his head in it.
"Du Fei, I heard my Senior Brother say you're collecting some rare medicinal ingredients?"
After disciplining his disciple, Gu Minghui walked up to Du Fei.
Du Fei nodded.
Gu Minghui smiled and said, "It so happens that over the years, I've collected a few rare medicinal ingredients. Since you saved my life and helped me reconcile with my Senior Brother, I'll personally deliver them to you another day as a token of my gratitude. Please don't refuse."
After hearing this, Du Fei glanced at Wang Qiyang behind Gu Minghui.
Seeing Du Fei's gaze, Wang Qiyang said, "These medicinal ingredients are of no use to my Junior Brother. Since he wants to give them to you, you should accept them."
"Alright, since Elder Wang says so, then Mr. Gu, I thank you in advance."
Both Wang Qiyang and Gu Minghui were among the most renowned traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the country.
For them to consider medicinal ingredients rare, they were bound to be extraordinary.
"Du Fei, you're too polite," Gu Minghui laughed heartily. "Compared to reconciling with my Senior Brother, I wouldn't mind giving you all my possessions."
His words were unintentional, but they struck a chord with someone.
Gu Minghui's remark startled Gu Cheng, making his heart leap into his throat.
Hadn't this old man Gu Minghui promised him that he would see Old Yang off and then leave everything to him?
Otherwise, why would Gu Cheng have been so attentive, acting like a servant?
Fortunately, Du Fei didn't respond, and it was just a false alarm.
Afterward, Gu Minghui and Wang Qiyang arranged to visit Master's grave together at a later date. Then, Gu Minghui, with Gu Cheng in tow, left Renxintang.