In essence, it was a physical body with consciousness.
Without a soul, reincarnation was naturally impossible.
For him, the mere few decades of this life were everything.
He didn't want to be anyone's substitute, but rather to see the world and experience everything it had to offer.
Meanwhile.
Yu Daohèn returned the way he came, a wry smile on his face.
When would he meet this kid again?
Tomorrow? A year from now? Or ten years? Or never again…
Reaching the alley entrance, Yu Daohèn swung his fist and smashed it against the nearby wall.
Bang!
With a loud thud, hitting the wall with his fist naturally caused immense pain.
Yu Daohèn felt no pain in his hand; his mind was solely on Zhou Fu.
Was he just supposed to let fate decide?
Yu Daohèn gazed at the stars in the night sky, unsure of what to do.
After wandering aimlessly for a while longer, Yu Daohèn took a taxi home.
Outskirts~
A group of people were walking aimlessly, holding flashlights.
Zhao Ling looked at Shi Yuqian beside her, puzzled. "I just don't understand why you insisted on coming. Don't you know that following along means these perverts will take advantage of you?"
"I know, of course," Shi Yuqian replied, then shone her flashlight into the nearby woods.
Zhao Ling was speechless. "You know and you still came? Don't you like being groped by these old creeps?"
Shi Yuqian shook her head. "Not really, I'm just purely curious if ghosts exist in this world."
Zhao Ling gave her a speechless, rolling glance. "Then why didn't we just come by ourselves? Why did we have to follow them?"
Shi Yuqian looked at Zhao Ling as if she were an idiot.
"Nonsense. Wouldn't you be scared if it were just the two of us?"
Zhao Ling glared back, annoyed. "You're weak but you love to play."
Shi Yuqian looked at Zhao Ling's sulky expression. "Hmph, who asked you to be my gullible best friend?"
Zhao Ling shook her head helplessly and sighed. "Alas, who asked me to be your gullible best friend?"
Shi Yuqian giggled. "Alright, let's hurry up and catch up."
Seeing this, Zhao Ling could only follow, looking at the Yang Mai trio ahead who seemed to be hatching some scheme.
"Instead of worrying about ghosts, I think we should be more wary of these guys who are full of bad ideas."
Shi Yuqian looked at the people ahead and asked, "Are you talking about Jin Wei?"
Zhao Ling shook her head, a smile appearing on her face. "No, he's the least of our worries."
Shi Yuqian was confused. "Why?"
Logically, shouldn't Jin Wei be the one they should worry about the most?
Zhao Ling shook her head, her expression mysteriously knowing. "That's something you'll have to ask our old classmate, Yu Daohèn."
"Yu Daohèn?" Shi Yuqian was even more confused. "Why ask him?"
Seeing that Shi Yuqian still hadn't understood, she said with some helplessness, "Do you remember what Yu Daohèn did before he left?"
Shi Yuqian recalled for a moment and shook her head. "He didn't do anything."
Zhao Ling was completely speechless. How could she have such a best friend? She reminded her, "Do you remember Yu Daohèn holding Jin Wei's shoulder and whispering a few words to him before he left?"
"Oh." Shi Yuqian looked enlightened and then said, "I don't remember!"
Hearing this, Zhao Ling was so angry she almost swore.
As expected, talking to Shi Yuqian was always like talking to a brick wall, utterly useless!
Zhao Ling began to explain. "I saw it very clearly at the time. Yu Daohèn whispered a few words in Jin Wei's ear before he left."
As she spoke, Zhao Ling's expression turned serious.
"I remember very clearly that Jin Wei's face was filled with fear when he heard those words, a fear of the utmost degree."
Upon hearing this, Shi Yuqian also became curious. "What did Yu Daohèn say in Jin Wei's ear?"
Zhao Ling shook her head, also looking puzzled. "That's what I want to know too. What could have been said to make Jin Wei so terrified? They had never met before, so Yu Daohèn couldn't possibly have any leverage over Jin Wei."
Zhao Ling was certain that Jin Wei's fear was a fear of death.
Did Yu Daohèn really dare to kill Jin Wei?
Even if he dared to kill Jin Wei, how did Jin Wei know for sure that he would kill him?
This was what caused Jin Wei to be so terrified.
Seeing Zhao Ling's perplexed expression, Shi Yuqian asked, "Do you want to know what Yu Daohèn said before he left?"
Zhao Ling nodded, annoyed. "Of course, don't you want to know?"
Seeing Zhao Ling making things so complicated, Shi Yuqian said, "Then why don't you just ask Yu Daohèn directly?"
"Uh…"
Zhao Ling looked at Shi Yuqian, feeling a sense of awe.
How had she been so fortunate to have such a genius-level best friend?
"Why don't you ask him?" Zhao Ling retorted, annoyed.
"Then I'll go ask," Shi Yuqian said, taking out her phone and finding Yu Daohèn's WeChat.
Zhao Ling was stunned when she saw Shi Yuqian actually planning to send a message. "Sister, you don't actually have some kind of social phobia, do you?"
As soon as Zhao Ling finished speaking, Shi Yuqian had already sent a message.
(Are you there?)
Zhao Ling watched the message sent, feeling speechless but inwardly desperate to know what Yu Daohèn had said.
Yu Daohèn always felt like a mystery, someone one wanted to unravel.
Meanwhile.
Yu Daohèn, lying in bed and about to sleep, saw the message from Shi Yuqian.
Looking at the simple two words, Yu Daohèn had no desire to reply.
Such vague messages were almost always about troublesome matters.
It was possible something had happened during their excursion to the outskirts.
However, upon closer thought, it seemed unlikely.
After all, Zhao Ling was a very rational person.
She wouldn't have gone on an excursion to the outskirts herself, nor would she have let Shi Yuqian go.
But then again, even if they had gone, it wouldn't have concerned him.
He had done what he could, and that was more than enough.
Yu Daohèn put down his phone and closed his eyes to sleep. But after two minutes, he couldn't help but pick up his phone and reply.
(Yes.)
It wasn't because he had any particular fondness for Shi Yuqian, nor was it due to an overwhelming sense of justice.
It was simply his compulsion acting up.
Yu Daohèn had a compulsion: if he saw a message and didn't reply, he felt uneasy.
It was like some people who always want to have the last word in a conversation.
Even if they had already said goodnight and the other person replied goodnight, they still felt compelled to say goodnight or "mm-hmm" again.
Ultimately, the last word in any conversation had to be theirs.
Yu Daohèn's compulsion was similar to this.
Perhaps it was a habit cultivated from his line of work, or perhaps it was innate.
Yu Daohèn sent back a reply of "Yes."
After a moment, seeing no further response, he was about to put his phone down and sleep when Shi Yuqian sent another message.
(I have a question for you.)