Chapter 775: 361 Applying Eye Medicine (First Update) Chapter 775: 361 Applying Eye Medicine (First Update) After her hood fell down, she quickly put it back on, then entered a room decorated with a gourd under the escort of a man in black.
Gu Jiao intended to follow, but someone grabbed her shoulder after she’d only taken a few steps.
She swung her hand, aiming to chop his hand, but he swiftly caught her wrist instead.
Like Gu Jiao, this person was also wearing a mask, but she recognized his voice.
Gu Jiao lowered her hand and looked at Gu Changqing, who was dressed like a chivalrous man, “Why are you here?”
Gu Changqing let go of her, looked around, and asked, “I should be asking you that. What are you doing here?”
Gu Jiao touched her mask, wondering how he’d recognized her.
Gu Changqing’s mouth twitched. Hadn’t he already recognized her when she was slyly calling his father ‘Daddy’?
No one else in the world would have such peculiar tastes aside from her.
“You still haven’t told me, why are you here?” Gu Changqing looked at her seriously.
This was not a place she should be, even if she had some fighting skills, it was far too dangerous.
Gu Jiao paused before answering, “What if I told you that I just happened to pass by and came in to use the toilet. Would you believe me?”
Not waiting for Gu Changqing’s response, Gu Jiao rapidly asked, “What about you? Are you also here to use the toilet?”
Gu Changqing again: “…”
Quite a few people were glancing over at Gu Changqing. This was not unfamiliar to them; it was certainly not his first appearance here.
“Why are they looking at you?” Gu Jiao asked.
“It’s nothing.” Gu Changqing grabbed Gu Jiao’s wrist and led her into a room diagonally opposite.
Gu Jiao noticed that there was also a gourd hanging on the door of this room.
She could not say she was breaking in herself this time.
The room was simply furnished, with a folding screen, a bed, a table, chairs, and some antique furniture, which carried a simple, profound feeling that could easily make one shudder.
Gu Jiao was more curious than anything else.
Gu Changqing looked at her fearless demeanor and shook his head helplessly. Outsiders would think she was strolling through a vegetable market, not realizing that she was in the most dangerous place in Zhan Country.
“Take a seat.” Gu Changqing said as he sat down in a chair next to the table.
Gu Jiao sat down opposite him, withdrawing her gaze from looking around, she looked at him: “Are you really here to use the toilet?”
The action of Gu Changqing pouring tea paused, his mouth twitched, he said: “No, I’m here to find someone.”
Gu Jiao responded by saying, “Coincidentally, me too.”
Gu Changqing gave her a helpless look: “Aren’t you here to use the toilet?”
Gu Jiao waved her hand dismissively: “Pretty much the same thing.”
Gu Changqing was utterly speechless.
Gu Jiao usually spoke very little, but the underground arena ignited her curiosity, she asked: “What is this place? Just a typical Martial Arts Arena?”
Probably only this girl would think that.
Those who are truly familiar with this place, if not terrified, at least have a bit of trepidation.
Gu Changqing put the freshly poured tea beside her, “Primarily for sparring, but other business is conducted here as well. Many people choose to trade here because it’s confidential and safe. The arena takes twenty percent of the profits.”
Gu Jiao said, “Twenty percent? That’s not a small amount.”
If a transaction of ten thousand taels of silver took place, two thousand taels would have to be paid to the arena.
Does running a martial arts academy make that much money?
What did that person come here to do?
To watch a match or to execute a trade?
While she was thinking, the outside erupted into wild roars and shouts.
The underground arena had four platforms, east, west, south, and north. At that moment, masters were fighting on all four platforms, but the most spectators, the biggest bets, and the most fanatic cheers were for the East Arena.
Conveniently, their room was right across from the East Arena.
Gu Jiao saw a shirtless muscular man pinning another master to the ground beating him mercilessly, his face savage, showing absolutely no restraint.
At this level of violence, he might end up brutally murdering his opponent.
If this were the Taihe Martial Arts Academy, this bout would have been stopped long ago.
Noticing Gu Jiao’s confusion, Gu Changqing explained: “The fighters here have all signed life-debt agreements – if they get killed or injured, it’s their own responsibility.”
This reminded Gu Jiao of the underground fight clubs from her past life. Just underground arena, they were filled with brutality and bloodshed. No one cared about the fighters’ lives or deaths; in fact, they hoped to see someone get beaten to death.