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He vaguely felt that Li Ling’s decisiveness was not rely due to the issue of Fatty Tang’s parents but rather there was so hidden matter, and even most likely, another secret that was her biggest emotional burden. It was an indescribable feeling, from their last eting to this eting, he had felt it both tis.
However, without Li Ling disclosing this hidden matter, he couldn’t bring himself to pry further, let alone resolve it for her.
Perhaps, in the end, this issue, this knot, had to be untangled by Fatty Tang himself.
"Then, I’ll head back first, take care of yourself."
After a long while, Xiao Yi helplessly raised his head and waved goodbye to Li Ling.
"Goodbye, let see you out."
Li Ling did not try to keep him any longer. Her current feelings were not suitable for hosting guests; she needed so ti alone. Hearing Xiao Yi’s farewell, she slightly hesitated, then nodded and quickly accompanied Xiao Yi towards the door.
It was indeed much easier to hail a taxi here. They reached the main road not far from the door, and imdiately flagged down a passing empty taxi.
"Xiao Yi, tell him that I will transfer the investnt funds into his account as soon as possible."
Just as Xiao Yi was about to get into the taxi, Li Ling seed to suddenly rember sothing and called out to him.
"Hmm, I’ll tell him. Anything else?"
Xiao Yi nodded. Li Ling’s decision to handle this matter was expected, as she was not the type to covet Fatty Tang’s money.
They couldn’t continue to be entangled with each other and do business together even after breaking up. Such situations might exist, but they were exceptionally hard to manage, and there would always be a thorn in one’s heart.
"Also, I have already caused him harm, please tell him I’m sorry. I really don’t deserve his affection—tell him to forget ! That’s all, no more."
Li Ling bit her lip, holding back the tears swirling in her eyes, and managed to speak without letting them fall.
Xiao Yi sighed helplessly, gave a bitter smile, and said, "Forget you? How could that be easy?" But seeing Li Ling’s expression, he still nodded and promised. After ensuring that she had nothing more to say, he turned and got into the car.
"Wuh wuh..."
Watching the taxi slowly drive away, moving further away until it blurred into a single arc, Li Ling’s tears finally fell again. She covered her face with both hands and quietly sobbed.
Tang Feng, you are a good person, but unfortunately, we could not have t a bit sooner, or rather, gotten to know each other sooner!
I truly don’t deserve you, but I will definitely wish you happiness; you must be happy!
After a long while, Li Ling finally lifted her face from her hands, a flicker of bitterness crossed her eyes, replaced by a determined expression.
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Inside a luxurious villa in Half Mountain of G City.
The once brash and exceedingly arrogant Liu Dongjun now seed like nothing but a fragile corpse, lying quietly on a comfortable bed, his face deathly pale.
Elder Liu, with his silver hair and beard, and towering figure, his eyes exceptionally somber, paced back and forth beside the bed without scolding or threatening to have anyone hacked to pieces, or saying anything of the sort; he even seed to be deliberately suppressing his breathing.
anwhile, the elderly man who always appeared like a shadow beside him, now sat in front of Liu Dongjun’s bed, ekly holding his wrist, seemingly taking his pulse like a doctor would.
By his side was the rustic, square, traditional dicine box that he had carried with him on his journey.
The old man sat in a wide-legged position, his back straight, eyes slightly closed, his deanor very solemn, emitting a naturally imposing aura that even the unparalleled masters of today could not match.
The onlookers, evidently witnessing the old man in action for the first ti, looked on in shock and curiosity. They couldn’t help feeling imnsely tense, suppressing their breathing while anxiously watching the elder, hoping he would finish taking the pulse and give an explanation soon.
Elder Liu’s gaze occasionally fell on him, or rather on the hand that took Liu Dongjun’s pulse, his eyes flickering with anxiety.
Finally, at a mont filled with imnse tension, the elder let go of Liu Dongjun’s wrist, and his eyes suddenly opened.
In that instant, whether it was an illusion or not, those standing behind, from the Liu family’s subordinates, felt as though those eyes, bright as stars, pierced through them, not resembling the eyes of an elderly man on the brink of death, nor of soone as frail as he.
"How is it?"
Almost the mont the old man’s hands ceased, Old Master Liu also abruptly halted, his gaze fixed fiercely on the elder.
"Essentially unhard,"
the elder slowly declared, seemingly impervious to the intensity of Old Master Liu’s stare or the natural authority that emanated from him.
"That’s wonderful, wonderful! With your assurance, I am relieved!"
Upon hearing the elder’s words, a hint of excitent flashed across Old Master Liu’s face, as if he had just heard the most delightful news in the world.
Unhard? The young master is injured like this, and the old man still says he is unhurt? Could he be going blind?
The Liu Family’s subordinates standing by couldn’t help but show a hint of surprise on their faces. So were almost unable to resist speaking out, but seeing Old Master Liu’s expression, they ultimately lacked the courage to voice their thoughts.
Still, they couldn’t help but wonder in their hearts. Could Old Master also be senile, believing such evident nonsense?
Even a few high-tier Bone Tempering experts, including the one who had been responsible for Dongjun’s safety and had rescued him, showed a trace of astonishnt. They had already examined Dongjun’s condition: his ridians were severely damaged. How could he say there was nothing wrong?
But having been in Glass City for a long ti, although they were all unaware of the elder’s origins, everyone knew he had always been by Old Master Liu’s side, one of his most trusted people, trusted even more than his own grandchildren, so nobody dared to act rashly.
"It seems the opponent held back, just a warning, without lethal intent,"
the elder slowly uttered.
"Just a warning?"
Old Master Liu’s eyes suddenly grew cold, his aura intensifying as a cold smirk ford on his lips, "A warning for my Liu family? Later, I will also go and give them a warning!"
"Let’s go see Jia,"
the elder said without response, instead turning to address the one who had been in charge of Dongjun’s safety.
Hearing the elder’s words, that person imdiately stepped out from the intimidating presence of Old Master Liu and hurriedly led the way to another room.
In the room, a man lay on the bed dressed in black, his entire appearance dark except that, at the mont, his face bore a golden waxy color, more terrifying than Dongjun’s, making him look extrely eerie, sowhat resembling the zombies in horror films.
As soon as he reached the bedside, the elder’s brows furrowed involuntarily, but he still reached for the man’s wrist and closed his eyes.
"No saving him,"
the elder eventually let go of the man’s wrist and slowly stated.
"No saving him?"
Two voices cried out in shock, one of them belonging to the man who had led them there, the companion of the man on the bed, and the other surprisingly being Old Master Liu’s, who had unknowingly also co to the room.
"Yes, the assailant was ruthless, having destroyed all his ridians. Saving him would only leave him a cripple; he will never be able to practice martial arts again,"
the elder nodded slowly, his expression indifferent, as though he was rely discussing a trivial matter.
"Ah!"
Hearing the elder’s words, shock and fear appeared on everyone’s faces. Most of the people present were martial artists, including a few who were high-tier Bone Tempering experts. They all understood very well what it ant to never be able to practice martial arts again — an existence far worse than death!
They would rather die than beco such invalids!
"Is there truly no way to save him? Can’t we think of sothing, whatever the cost may be?"
Old Master Liu’s expression darkened instantly, his eyes sweeping over the man lying next to him, his gaze turning sowhat solemn as he looked at the elder.
For any family, a high-tier Bone Tempering expert was incredibly rare. Even for the Liu Family, such experts were exceedingly scarce. In this world, there were too few people with the innate aptitude for Kung Fu, and even fewer who could be discovered and trained to the high tier of Bone Tempering.
The Liu family had no idea how much effort they had expended to cultivate just a few presentable experts; losing even one was unbearable. Moreover, these individuals were the foundation of a family. Although he was eager to train his grandson as quickly as possible, it inevitably took ti, and his grandson would need many years to grow strong enough to stand on his own. For a long ti to co, these individuals would need to serve as his grandson’s principal supporters!
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