Rage consumed his heart, to no avail despite the overwhelming worries.
"Alas, think thrice before you act, how can you risk danger for a little strength?" Gu Sanyou squatted on the ground, disheartened and said, "With some strength, you think you're the best in the world, but in the end, you're just a brute."
"Do you know how strong that old monk is? What if you win against him? What then?"
"To win is to win, why need so many reasons?" Gu Ernu clenched his iron fist, his voice like a bronze bell, "If I am the best in the world, what can't I do, where can't I go, and what can't I achieve?"
"You can't achieve, can't achieve."
Gu Sifu suddenly spoke up.
"The more you do, the more mistakes you make, the less you do, the fewer mistakes. Have you forgotten, big brother, the trouble you brought upon yourself when you killed the magistrate's son?"
"That damned Zhao family bullied me, how could I not repay blood with blood?"
