Liu Hong looked at Yin Yang with a speechless expression.
“So you got all that from reading? Man, I really thought you’d experienced it firsthand.”
Yin Yang only smiled but didn’t tell him that what he had actually experienced was far more terrifying.
“Alright, let’s get some sleep.”
The two of them returned to their respective rooms.
On the battlefield, a peaceful night’s sleep was undoubtedly a rare luxury, so both Yin Yang and Liu Hong cherished the opportunity.
They slept until dawn. The next morning, after brushing his teeth, Liu Hong planned to head back to the city gates to wait.
However, just as he opened the door, he saw Mr. Yuan and Mr. Yu walking toward him, looking travel-worn. Walking ahead of them was an elderly man.
Judging by the way Mr. Yuan and Mr. Yu carried themselves, they were clearly trailing a step behind the elder on purpose.
“Teacher!”
The moment Liu Hong saw Mr. Yuan and Mr. Yu, his eyes reddened. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.
Mr. Yuan felt a sense of relief seeing his expression and asked, “Where’s Xiao Yang?”
“...Inside.”
“Hahaha, I knew that kid would be fine.”
As he spoke, he reached Liu Hong. The elder didn’t stop walking, but Mr. Yuan patted Liu Hong on the shoulder.
“I’m glad to see you’re still alive.”
Liu Hong scratched his head and smiled.
“Alright, don’t just stand there. Come in.”
“Yes, sir.”
When they entered the room, they found Yin Yang sitting on the sofa, reading a book.
“Xiao Yang!”
Mr. Yuan’s voice was filled with excitement. Yin Yang was startled by the sound and looked up sharply.
“Teacher!”
“Xiao Yang!”
“Teacher!”
Mr. Yu rolled his eyes and cut in.
“Alright, who are you putting on this show for?”
He stepped forward and introduced Yin Yang to the elder. “This is Old Yuan’s student. He’s a standout among the younger generation.”
The elder sized Yin Yang up and down. “It’s not easy to earn such a high evaluation from you. Is he really that impressive?”
“Yes,” Mr. Yu nodded, his expression serious. “The kid’s train of thought and knowledge base are incredible. Let’s put it this way—there’s almost nothing Old Yuan or I talk about that he can’t keep up with.”
“Oh? Then he truly is remarkable.”
Yin Yang looked at the elder with a shy smile, though he was inwardly on high alert.
The reason was simple: he sensed the aura of the guandao coming from this old man!
In other words, this was the person who had suppressed the guandao earlier. He was definitely a powerhouse—at the very least, a Demigod.
Based on the positioning of the three and the fact that he could deal with that flesh-ball evil god, Yin Yang suspected he was likely a Sequence 4!
Acting in front of a Sequence 4 without revealing any flaws was a daunting task.
Fortunately, Yin Yang was a professional.
In fact, if he weren't a transcendent, he probably could have made a decent living as an actor.
“Please don’t listen to Mr. Yu’s exaggerations. He’s just trying to bolster my reputation,” Yin Yang said humbly.
The elder smiled but didn’t reply.
In his eyes, even if Yin Yang was clever, he was still just a clever ordinary person. There was no need to waste too much emotion on him.
After all, with the war about to break out, who knew if this kid would even survive the battlefield?
Someone whose survival was uncertain wasn’t worth much investment.
Mr. Yuan clearly sensed his thoughts. Without a word, he pulled Yin Yang up.
“It’s been so long. Let me see if you’ve made any progress. Liu Hong!”
“Yes!”
“You come along too!”
“Understood!”
Liu Hong scurried over after them.
Once the three of them had left, the elder finally chuckled. “This Old Yuan is quite protective of his own. Does he really care about this student that much?”
Mr. Yu nodded. “Let me put it this way: Old Yuan went to great lengths just to become his teacher.”
“Oh? A Demigod needing to use tricks just to become an ordinary person’s teacher?”
“Yes.”
“Does he have a powerful background?”
“Presumably. He came from Central City, after all. When he transferred, the principal personally escorted him.”
Hearing this, the elder’s smile became somewhat intrigued. “So Old Yuan is planning to take a shortcut, then.”
“You’re wrong to think that,” Mr. Yu shook his head, his expression earnest. “Let me tell you, if you took a disciple like him, he might not be much in terms of raw strength, but in academia, he could make your name legendary.”
The elder narrowed his eyes. “You mean Old Yuan took him in for the fame?”
Mr. Yu shook his head again. “Not entirely.”
“Then why?”
“The main reason he wanted to take Zheng Yang as a student is to ensure he has someone to carry on his legacy!”
“Both Old Yuan and I have our own theories and...”
The elder waved his hand dismissively. “Alright, enough. I don’t want to hear it, and I wouldn’t understand it even if I did.”
“I’ve been using this guandao for a while now; it needs to be sealed. Is the Security Bureau of Wangnian City still operational?”
“Yes.”
“Phew, that’s good. If the Security Bureau is there, then Uncle Guo should be there. And if Uncle Guo is there, the Hidden Vault is there.”
Mr. Yu glanced at him before asking, “The guandao you’re using... is it that one?”
“Oh? You’re quite well-informed. You’re not even with the Security Bureau, so how do you know about this blade?”
Mr. Yu smiled and pointed upward.
The elder thought for a moment and laughed. “True. You’re on the verge of breaking through to Sequence 4; it’s not strange for you to know. Yes, this is the guandao that was influenced by the masked man.”
Mr. Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly. “I heard this blade wants to escape control every second of every day. You still dare to use it?”
“I didn’t want to use it either. The problem is, when Chen Ang called for reinforcements, it was the only thing I had on hand!”
The elder looked somewhat exasperated. He waved to Mr. Yu and said, “Alright, I’m heading to the Hidden Vault. Let’s talk later.”
“Alright.”
...
Back in the room, the first thing Mr. Yuan did was ask how the two of them had escaped from the camp.
Liu Hong immediately gave a vivid account. In his retelling, Yin Yang was practically a god guiding the lost, saving his life with just a few words.
Mr. Yuan didn’t think too much of it. After all, even though Chen Ang had seen the car, who knew if other vehicles had left before then?
They hadn’t been the first ones to arrive on the scene, after any.
“So? Didn’t I tell you the front lines were dangerous? Any regrets?”
Mr. Yuan looked at Yin Yang, who shook his head.
“I wouldn’t say I regret it. I just feel like I can’t really contribute much here.”
Mr. Yuan smiled. Then, Liu Hong asked from the side, “Teacher, has the evil god been destroyed?”
Mr. Yuan’s expression turned grave as he shook his head. “What we destroyed was only one of its avatars.”
“What?”
“According to Old Yu’s deductions, the evil god’s main body might have gone to Great Qi.”
Liu Hong beamed upon hearing that. “Then wouldn’t that be very beneficial for our Great Wei?”
“That depends on how you look at it...”
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