Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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For the next few days, everyone was totally released from their burdens. Venice was a charming city, aning that the team could enjoy themselves for a few days after the tournant ca to an end.
Since the team mainly consisted of young adults, they had no limit on when they were allowed to do whatever they pleased. Even Mo Fan was drunk for almost a full day. Unfortunately, alcohol had no effect on Mu Ningxue. Otherwise, he could easily have taken hold of the opportunity to finish the job with her!
Mo Fan’s approach toward Mu Ningxue had always been that he would not mind forcing sothing if he had to, even if it ant crossing the line. Otherwise, he simply had no idea how long he would have to wait before the harvest. He had already expressed all his feelings to her!
“F**k, I almost vomited myself to death, what exactly did Jiang Yu, that asshole recomnd to us? It tasted like cow’s piss, not to ntion its strong aftertaste. I almost had s** with a stripper in her forties. It’s going to haunt for the rest of my life!” Zhao Manyan cursed, finally sober again.
Mo Fan was amused when he saw Manyan struggling to stand properly on the balcony outside his room.
It was true that soone around the age of forty had helped him back to his room, but the person was not even a woman...
It was almost evening when they woke up. The brilliant sunset shone upon Venice, reflecting colorfully on the well-decorated windows and the surface of the water in the canals. The beautiful and mature won of Venice walking on the streets were also part of the soothing scenery!
That being said, nothing could be compared to the sense of achievent after winning the final match. The more Mo Fan recalled the details of the tournant, the more impressed he was with himself.
How brilliant was the decision of his father to sell the old house just to send him to Tian Lan Magic High? He was a f**king magic genius!
“Co, let’s go have a walk, to sober up!” Zhao Manyan proposed.
“Sure, let’s head to the beach,” Mo Fan agreed.
They had no idea where the rest of the team had gone. Perhaps they were hanging out together, or picking up chicks on the street. Since they were the champions of the tournant, they only needed to stand still on the street for a minute before soone recognized them, and would jump straight into their arms.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan did not need to be secretive. They were not movie stars or singers. Even though the World College Tournant had grabbed the attention of the whole world, it was unlikely that people would be able to recognize them on the street, since the spectators could only watch from a distance away. Besides, when they were dressed casually, they looked no different than the other people on the street, apart from being slightly more handso, of course...
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They went to the seaside of Venice. As a matter of fact, Venice was a spacious bay, its shape like an irregular half-moon. Most interestingly, it also had a long beach, like the string of a bow.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan had nothing much to do, and so they decided to walk along the bay. It was not an attraction in Venice, and the two had no idea what it was called, either. They only knew the scenery was quite nice.
There were quite so people along the bay, as many luxurious hotels were located here, glittering under the sunlight.
“Strange, since when is there an artificial island here?”
“Why is that strange? The island of the final match is also an artificial island. Maybe we just haven’t been here in a while.”
“That’s true, it’s been so ti since I ca here. Haaaa... the older you get, the easier you miss out on the latest news. I swear I’ve never heard of a new artificial island in Venice.”
Two old n were taking a stroll along the bay. They would occasionally look toward the city.
Between the bay and the city was a huge body of seawater. The island of the final match was located there.
“I bet you aren’t just thinking of a normal walk, bringing to such a remote place?” Mo Fan broke the silence as he felt that Zhao Manyan had sothing to tell him.
“How did you know? Are you a parasite in my stomach?” Zhao Manyan was shocked.
“Just spit it out,” Mo Fan replied impatiently.
Zhao Manyan was slightly hesitant, still deciding if he should tell Mo Fan about it.
“It’s about my father. He’s quite old, and has lots of health issues because of his living habits when he was young. I have lived up to his na now that we’ve co in first, but he happened to fall sick. I bet he didn’t even see the match...” Zhao Manyan sighed.
“That’s a pity. Aren’t you going to visit him?” Mo Fan asked.
Every son would want their father to feel proud of them, and prove that they could still achieve greatness in society without their father’s protection.
Mo Fan could understand Zhao Manyan’s feelings. It was true that the people of Zhao Manyan’s clan and his father had always assud that Zhao Manyan was frivolous. They never expected him to have any kind of achievents.
“I’m just worried,” Zhao Manyan said.
“Worried?”
“He’s been very sick. The old Healer of our clan already told us that if he falls sick again, he might pass away. Even though we’ve been preparing ourselves for it... whenever the thought of my father not having much ti left hits, I’m overwheld by sorrow,” Zhao Manyan admitted in a soft voice, unlike his usual deanor.
“That serious?” Mo Fan was startled.
He had no idea that Zhao Manyan’s father was approaching the end of his life, since Zhao Manyan never ntioned it to him.
“That’s why I want to make him proud, so he can pass away in peace. I’m just afraid, afraid that once I tell him the news, he will just pass away in relief. If he doesn’t see , he could live longer. It’s the reason why I’m scared to visit him,” Zhao Manyan said. He had been carrying the burden for so ti, and had not told anyone before.
“Is there really no chance of healing or extending his ti?” Mo Fan asked.
Zhao Manyan shook his head. His father had been sick for more than ten years. He was only alive because he was being treated by a powerful Healer.
“Only the Spell of Resurrection can save him. Otherwise, it’s pretty much terminal cancer,” Zhao Manyan said.
When he saw that Zhao Manyan was indeed ntally prepared for it, Mo Fan exclaid, “I have always wondered why a fuerdai like you would bother joining the national team and cultivate so diligently, instead of wasting your ti on won. Well, in my opinion, you should just pay him a visit. You should just go to him and tell him your heroic achievents rather than using such an extre thod just to keep him alive. He can leave in peace, and you can at least bid farewell to him!”
“You’re right, it’s just that I’m worried about my brother...” Zhao Manyan sighed.
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