Seeing that Meng Dalong had laid his cards on the table, Ding Han decided to drop the pretense as well. He opened his mouth and said, "Master Meng is joking. You must have heard of Shen Tianming's strength. The two of us alone might not be enough."
Ding Han's words were true. Even if the two of them joined forces, they might not be a match for Shen Tianming's strength.
A slight misstep could lead to their own downfall.
Moreover, he wasn't willing to undertake something uncertain like not knowing whether Shen Tianming had reinforcements.
Seeing that Ding Han had no intention of going, Meng Dalong didn't press the issue. He smiled and said, "Master Ding is right. I was too presumptuous."
If something might put oneself in danger, and the other party was unwilling to go, there was no need to force them.
Ding Han nodded without saying anything.
As long as Meng Dalong knew he didn't want to go, that was enough.
There was no need to say more.
Some things didn't need to be explained too clearly.
Meng Dalong cupped his fists and smiled, "Then we shall part ways."
Ding Han nodded, cupped his fists in return, and said, "Farewell."
Meng Dalong then strode towards the place where the two had fought.
To be honest, he also really didn't want to go.
But since he had promised that kid Zhou Fu, he had to follow through.
Moreover, Haotian Fist was worth him collecting his corpse.
Ding Han suddenly thought of something and called out, "Master Meng, wait a moment."
Meng Dalong stopped and turned to look at Ding Han, inquiring, "Does Master Ding have anything else?"
Ding Han said somewhat sheepishly.
"I hope you won't mention to that kid and Master Yu that I was unwilling to risk saving Master Hao."
Meng Dalong naturally understood what Ding Han meant.
He didn't want to offend Master Yu and that kid Zhou Fu.
After all, if Zhou Fu knew, it was hard to say what he might do.
As for Master Yu, heh heh... he was famously protective of his own.
Meng Dalong nodded in agreement, "I understand. I didn't see Master Ding today."
A smile appeared on Ding Han's face, and he expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Master Meng."
To be honest, he truly didn't want to offend Master Yu.
Meanwhile, Zhou Fu and Yu Daochen had already left the scene and sat down on a bench by the roadside.
Yu Daochen had a cigarette in his mouth, looking at Zhou Fu, who was lowering his head and remaining silent beside him. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
"Do you smoke? How about... have one?"
Zhou Fu glanced at Yu Daochen and shook his head, "Master, I don't smoke."
"Is that so..."
Yu Daochen quietly put the cigarette pack back.
Although he knew that Haotian Fist was also Zhou Fu's master, he didn't know how to comfort him.
Perhaps it was due to the lack of past memories and the inability to empathize with his emotions.
Seeing Yu Daochen at a loss, Zhou Fu forced a smile and said, "Master, your disciple is fine."
Yu Daochen didn't reply. Instead, he took a deep drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled, saying, "Master Hao was your master, and so am I. If it were me today, I wouldn't want you to be like this."
"Mm-hmm, I understand."
Zhou Fu perked up, his eyes showing a determined look. He made up his mind, "I will definitely avenge my martial uncle myself."
"Mm."
A smile appeared on Yu Daochen's face, and he said, "Don't worry, you are my disciple. I will help you then, of course, after I recover my memories."
Speaking of recovering his memories, Zhou Fu asked again, "Master, what are your plans now? Should I return to the sect with you first, or go find Master Su and the others, or continue going to university?"
Yu Daochen looked up at the moon in the night sky and made up his mind. "You mentioned that Master Su is helping me find a way to recover my memories. I plan to go see him first, but before that, I have some things to do."
He had a strong feeling that somewhere, someone was waiting for him.
That feeling from the bottom of his heart was growing stronger.
Although he didn't know who that person was or where they were.
But it must be someone very important to him!
Zhou Fu nodded, "I don't know what Master wants to do, but your disciple will accompany you."
Yu Daochen nodded and said, "You wait for me at a hotel. I need to say goodbye to my current life."
Although he had learned that Feng Ru wasn't his sister, during their time together, he found that she had no intention of harming him.
On the contrary, she had already treated him like a younger brother.
If he left without saying goodbye, she would be very sad.
Zhou Fu nodded, and Yu Daochen then took a taxi home.
By the time the car arrived at the villa area, it was already half-past six in the morning. The sky was bright, and the sun had risen halfway, dyeing the surrounding clouds red.
Yu Daochen slowly walked towards his villa.
The morning breeze brushed against his face, but he felt nothing.
If he hadn't met Zhou Fu, what kind of life would he have lived?
Would he have been like an ordinary person, married, had children, and lived a full life until old age?
But fate was sometimes like this, leaving one helpless, with no choice but to follow its course.
Arriving at the villa gate, Yu Daochen intended to take out his key and open the door to go inside.
However, when he inserted the key into the lock, the door did not open.
Perhaps he couldn't face Feng Ru, or perhaps he didn't know what tone to use when speaking to her.
In Yu Daochen's heart, he had already regarded Feng Ru as his own sister.
If he had known he wouldn't know how to speak, he shouldn't have come.
Time passed very slowly. The sun had already risen completely.
The morning sunlight shone on Yu Daochen's back, and the surrounding temperature began to rise slowly.
Creak~
The door suddenly opened, and Feng Ru rushed out.
When she saw a figure standing at the door, she screamed in fright and instinctively retreated.
Yu Daochen also took a step back, a smile on his face, "Sister, it's me."
Upon clearly seeing that it was her younger brother, Feng Yu, Feng Ru let out a sigh of relief and said with a hint of annoyance, "You scared me to death. Why didn't you come in when you got back?"
Yu Daochen didn't answer. Seeing Feng Ru's hurried state, he instinctively asked, "Sister, are you in a hurry for something?"
The sunlight shone on Feng Ru's sleepy face, her hair disheveled, and she wasn't wearing any makeup.
It was clear she was in a rush to go out, having forgotten to even wash her face or brush her teeth.
Feng Ru looked at Feng Yu and said with annoyance, "You're still asking? Isn't it because of..."
Feng Ru suddenly realized something and changed the subject, asking, "No, why aren't you at school?"
Yu Daochen had intended to say goodbye directly, but seeing Feng Ru suddenly ask this, he replied, "I sneaked out last night."
Upon hearing this, Feng Ru breathed a sigh of relief, her worried heart finally at ease, and said, "It's good that you're not there. It's good that you're not there."
Seeing this situation, Yu Daochen was somewhat confused and asked, "Sister, what happened?"
Feng Ru began to explain, "Don't you know yet? The entire dormitory building where your history department students live has collapsed. I heard many students were injured."