Early morning~
Yu Daochen woke up very early and came to the main hall to sit cross-legged, closing his eyes to cultivate.
"Creak~"
The door was opened, and Yu Yijun rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned, and said, "Daddy, why are you up so early?"
Yu Daochen let out a long sigh, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Yu Yijun, a fatherly smile on his face: "I'm going to see your Uncle Su today, are you coming?"
Yu Yijun nodded, a smile on her face: "I am."
After having lunch with Yu Shuntian, the father and daughter took the subway to the hospital where Su Lai was staying.
A week had passed since that battle.
In this week, the martial world was abuzz with the news of Yu Daochen's ascension to the Black List.
Another piece of news was that Hao Tian Quan, ranked third on the Black List, had died in a battle with Shen Tianming.
These two pieces of news were like timed bombs, shaking the entire martial world.
Almost all the prominent figures in the martial world went to offer incense for Hao Tian Quan.
Yu Daochen was no exception.
After offering incense, Yu Daochen had been busy managing his sect.
In the past few days, there had been no shortage of sects coming to offer congratulations.
The Yan Huo Sect was now completely different from before. It had already reached the level of a first-class force and had truly established its foothold in the martial world.
As for Yu Daochen, after offering incense, he had been keeping his doors closed to visitors, but there were simply too many congratulatory sects.
In the end, he had no choice but to hand over the management of the sect to Hu Ting and the other elders.
He himself returned to the Yu family old residence to seek peace and quiet.
The hospital where Su Lai was staying was not too far from the Yu family old residence, only a four-hour subway ride.
Upon arriving at the hospital entrance, Yu Daochen went to the nearest fruit shop to buy some fruit before walking into the hospital with Yu Yijun.
Su Lai's ward was on the twelfth floor.
Taking the elevator, Yu Daochen was filled with worry.
He had also learned that Su Lai had lost an arm for him.
Yu Yijun also noticed Yu Daochen's worried expression and asked, "Daddy, are you worried about facing Uncle Su with shame?"
Seeing Yu Yijun ask, Yu Daochen forced a smile: "Is it that obvious?"
Yu Yijun nodded affirmatively.
Yu Daochen fell silent.
Su Lai had lost an arm for him.
How could he face him?
At this moment, Yu Yijun spoke, "I believe Uncle Su doesn't blame you. If Uncle Su were in the same danger, Daddy, you would definitely do the same."
Yu Daochen smiled faintly.
Yes, if he were in this situation.
He would definitely do the same.
The elevator reached the twelfth floor. Yu Daochen led Yu Yijun out of the elevator and walked towards Su Lai's ward.
Upon reaching the door of the ward, Yu Daochen stopped and did not enter.
At this moment, he didn't know what expression to use to face Su Lai.
Just then, a voice came from inside the ward.
"Is that Master Yu?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Daochen, with Yu Yijun, stepped inside.
When Su Lai saw that it was indeed Yu Daochen, his face broke into a smile. He looked at Da Hu beside him and said, "How about it, I won, right?"
Da Hu was speechless: "Come on, I was planning to bet on Master Yu anyway."
Su Lai ignored him and looked at Yu Daochen with a lewd smile: "Master Yu, quickly tell me the details of that battle, how you killed Huang Yong."
Yu Daochen did not answer, but looked at Su Lai's left hand, where the sleeve was empty.
"Su Lai, your hand..."
Before he could finish, Su Lai said indifferently, "I bet my hand on the new era."
Yu Daochen felt a little helpless but smiled with relief.
It seemed this guy was still the same as before.
At this moment, Yu Yijun suddenly asked, "Uncle Su, are you feeling better?"
Su Lai nodded proudly, "Of course, I'm eating well and feeling great. Come here and let your Uncle Su pat your head."
Yu Yijun obediently walked over. Su Lai reached out and patted the little girl's head, praising, "You will definitely be a great beauty when you grow up."
Yu Yijun chuckled, "That's for sure."
At this moment, Yu Daochen also walked over with the fruit.
The two looked at each other and smiled, both understanding what the other wanted to say.
Yu Daochen put down the fruit and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Su Lai nodded, "Senior Yu asked for a healing sacred medicine for me, and now I've recovered about seventy to eighty percent."
Looking at Su Lai's ruddy face, one could tell he was not lying.
Yu Daochen felt guilty: "If it weren't for me..."
Before Yu Daochen could finish, Su Lai interrupted him: "Master Yu, why are we brothers talking about this?"
Da Hu beside him chimed in, "If Su Lai were in this situation this time, I believe Master Yu would do the same."
Yu Daochen nodded, and the guilt in his heart vanished.
"Master Yu, quickly tell us about that great battle."
Su Lai and Da Hu were both full of curiosity.
They had already learned that Master Yu had fought a great battle with Huang Yong and killed him, thus ascending the Black List.
Rumor had it that Yu Daochen alone had caused a thousand troops to flee in disarray, and in the end, he had directly killed Huang Yong.
Yu Daochen coughed dryly and began to brag.
He had indeed been the center of attention in this battle.
As everyone knows, Yu Daochen always exaggerates his glorious deeds by a little bit.
Of course, this time was no exception.
He described it as earth-shattering and soul-stirring, portraying himself as a god.
After listening to Yu Daochen's description, Su Lai and Da Hu's mouths gaped in astonishment.
Although the facts were before them, they still found it hard to believe.
Su Lai said with disbelief, "Master Yu, are you really a Black List expert now?"
Yu Daochen patted his chest, his face full of pride: "A genuine Black List expert."
Su Lai shook his head and murmured, "Is the gap between people really this big?"
Da Hu next to him suddenly added, "I don't know about others, but for you, such a big gap is quite normal."
Su Lai looked at Da Hu and gave him a speechless eye-roll: "Get lost, as if you're not the same."
Da Hu spread his hands, already resigned to his fate: "I'm the same."
"..."
Su Lai was speechless, lay down, and sighed, "Alas, it seems that in our 'Iron Triangle,' I can only be responsible for the looks from now on."
As soon as he said this, the three people present were speechless.
Yu Daochen coughed dryly and hit a nerve: "Actually, I can handle the looks all by myself."
Su Lai remained silent, not looking at the three, but gazing out the window.
Why am I always the one getting hurt?
Don't I, Su Lai, have any merits?
Seeing that Su Lai was completely demoralized, Yu Daochen coughed dryly, placed a hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Actually, Old Su, you're not entirely without merit."
Upon hearing this, Su Lai's face lit up with excitement. He turned to look at Yu Daochen, his eyes shining: "What merit?"