Gu Zhiqi listened to Gu Xiyue’s words, lifted her eyes and said, "I won’t pursue the past issue, but in the future, I hope there won’t be a next time."
"If there is a next time, it might not be as simple as just crippling your Ancient Martial Arts."
In Shengxing Hotel, she hadn’t killed him primarily because of the Merit Points he possessed and because the purple-haired young man held no intention to kill her.
As long as she remains a Mysterious Sect Disciple, she must abide by the rules of the Mysterious Sect.
However, none of this was an absolute reason why she wouldn’t take action to kill him.
She had plenty of ways to deplete all the Merit Points he had.
"There won’t be a next time," Gu Xiyue replied immediately, thought for a bit, and then added, "Once his injuries are healed, I will personally bring him to apologize."
"There’s no need for apologies," Gu Zhiqi said lazily, adding in a mumble, "I don’t want to see him again."
Upon hearing this, Gu Xiyue paused slightly and then dismissed the idea of bringing Jiang Qi to apologize to Gu Zhiqi.
After settling the matter with Jiang Qi, Gu Xiyue left. Before she went, she glanced at a painting in Gu Zhiqi’s room and asked, "May I ask which master created the painting on the wall?"
"Oh, I’ve lost my memory, I don’t remember," Gu Zhiqi replied half-truthfully.
Hearing this, Gu Xiyue left with a hint of regret.
After Gu Xiyue left, Gu Zhiqi picked up a fruit plate, sat at the desk, and continued refining her mental method on the computer.
During the two days of the Mid-Autumn holiday, Gu Zhiqi managed to repair two-thirds of the mental method, leaving only the Ninth Order and Tenth Order methods.
By this time, the Mid-Autumn holiday had also come to an end.
In order to dissuade Gu Huaijin from his idea of donating a building, on the day school resumed, Gu Zhiqi still went to the campus to report.
It was a good opportunity to see for herself what campus life was truly like.
With two very promising children, Father Gu had started living a semi-retired life ahead of time.
Therefore, the task of taking Gu Xiyue and Gu Zhiqi to school fell on Father Gu.
Father Gu sat in the passenger seat while Gu Zhiqi and Gu Xiyue sat in the back, heads down playing with their phones.
Suddenly thinking of something, Father Gu turned around and asked, "Hey, Yueyue, which class are you in?"
After Gu Xiyue was brought back to the Gu Family, the school enrollment was handled by Gu Huaijin.
So Gu Changchuan wasn’t aware of the class Gu Xiyue was in.
"29," Gu Zhiqi casually replied.
"29, huh? I remember Qiqi is in class one. Why are you so far apart? How about this, I’ll ask the principal to arrange both of you in the same class. What do you two think?" Gu Changchuan thought that the two daughters needed to cultivate their relationship; it was better to keep them together.
Moreover, having one daughter because of memory loss, she must be very unfamiliar with the school. It’s always good to have someone you know by your side.
This might just improve their relationship.
Seeing that neither girl responded to him, Gu Changchuan continued, "What about arranging you both in class one?"
Gu Changchuan was aware of Gu Xiyue scoring full marks in all subjects last semester.
Conveniently, Qiqi also liked to score full marks in all subjects. With both daughters doing so well, not placing them in the best class one seemed unreasonable!
"I like class 29," Gu Xiyue politely declined, indicating that she was quite content with class 29.
Upon hearing this, Gu Changchuan looked slightly disappointed, "Then, what about you Qiqi? Which class do you like?"
"I like class 8," Gu Zhiqi raised her eyes to look at Gu Changchuan and said faintly.
Gu Changchuan was at a loss for words, and even Gu Xiyue turned her head to glance at Gu Zhiqi.