Chapter 146 - 122 Re-cultivating Martial Arts
After spending a night in the dilapidated, leaking temple.
When it was slightly bright outside, Zhao Ge got up early and woke everyone: "Get up, all my disciples get up, don’t you see what time it is? Still sleeping? Meng De stood watch all night, not for you to sleep soundly here. We are on the run right now, hurry up, pack your things, and set out."
"Once dawn breaks, the Han and Jin families, not having received any news, will surely guess something went wrong with the pursuit. They may send Martial Artists who are Refining Points, so we can’t continue to stay here. We need to take a different path."
Zhao Ge was very stern, not knowing where he found a tree branch, he started hitting his sleeping disciples with it.
He hit his own daughter, Zhao Qian, even harder.
However, none of the disciples felt there was anything amiss with the master’s severity. Being hit with a tree branch was considered quite friendly already. Most masters from martial arts halls would wake their lazy disciples with a direct hit from a stick. If a stick beating couldn’t wake them, then they had no choice but to drag them out for burial.
Shou Hou, Rong Niang, and Zhao Qian all sobered up immediately from the pain and then, as usual, got up, packed their things, and set off right away.
Li Yi was always on watch, wary of any unexpected incidents.
Once everything was ready.
The group mounted their horses and immediately galloped away, heading back in the direction they came from.
"Master, this isn’t the way to flee; this is the road back to Sanyang City. Have we taken a wrong turn?"