After many years, Fang Miao never expected to see this master again.
Back in the day, when she had just followed her husband to Beijing, she coincidentally encountered Gou Honghe.
In those days, practicing feudal superstitions could get you imprisoned.
They met in secret a few times.
Gou Honghe didn’t have the demeanor of a master back then and wore gray clothes resembling a farmer.
It wasn’t until later that Gou Honghe’s reputation gradually spread, and he started to rise to fame, with some true dignitaries willing to believe in him.
Fang Miao remembered Gou Honghe suddenly cutting off contact with her, and at that time, the Lin Family’s luck also suddenly declined.
Later, Fang Miao went to Gou Honghe’s residence but found the wooden house empty.
Fang Miao thought his "business" had grown too big, and he looked down on them, but unexpectedly, she saw him again here years later.
Even more unexpected was Gou Honghe’s face turning dark upon seeing her.
"Yu Mengyu didn’t tell me it was a deal with you. I’m not taking your order."
Fang Miao was stunned, and Lin Hao was even more shocked.
"Hmph!" Gou Honghe felt furious at the thought; he had suffered a major setback with the Lin Family back then, losing much of his cultivation base, almost becoming a cripple.
These years, he had collected all sorts of objects and nurtured himself for an unknown length of time to finally recover his power.
Because evil cultivators have unstable foundations, after a setback in cultivation base, starting over is even more difficult, and he’s unwilling to go through such a disaster again.
Fang Miao was at a loss and pleaded, "Master, how on earth did I offend you back then? Even if we must die, you should let us die with some peace of mind."
Gou Honghe sneered coldly, "Stop pretending, you’ve borrowed others’ fortune for so many years, enough to let you thrive. Now, you want me to find someone to borrow others’ life, even as an evil cultivator, I have to admit I admire your heartlessness."
Lin Hao couldn’t help but look at his mother, "Borrowed fortune for so many years, what does that mean?"
He finally realized that his mother had a past relationship with this master, no wonder she knew the method of exchanging lives.
But hearing that they had offended him afterwards astonished Lin Hao.
His mother was always shrewd in dealing with people; how could she offend such a person?
Fang Miao herself was puzzled too, but in this situation, she could only bow her head.
Fang Miao fell to her knees with a thud, bowing heavily on the ground.
Her forehead turned blue immediately.
"If I offended you back then, I apologize now. Please consider the child’s filial piety; it’s truly the last resort that we thought of this method."
Seeing this, Lin Hao also knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
The expensive suit caught dust.
"I beg you, just to save my father’s life, I’m willing to do anything."
If it were someone else, they might be moved.
But Gou Honghe, being an evil cultivator, only laughed upon hearing this, speaking sarcastically, "That’s easy, just have Yu Mengyu swap your life for your father’s. It would fulfill your filial piety, why ask me to find someone for that?"
Lin Hao’s kowtowing movement immediately stiffened.
Such is human nature.
He originally genuinely intended to sacrifice his life for his father’s life.
His filial devotion was true as well.
But when his mother mentioned Lin Chunju afterward, he had second thoughts, preferring to sacrifice others rather than himself.
He’s just in his early thirties, with many years and a bright future ahead.
Even ants cling to life; given other options, how could he willingly give up his own life?
If it were a different relative or his own offspring, perhaps Lin Hao would have some compassion.
But that aunt, whom he had never met, was completely a stranger to him, causing no reluctance.
The worst scenario would be to repay the woman’s descendants with a huge sum of money, ensuring they live comfortably without financial worries.
That would be a fair trade.