287: Chapter 263 Farewell Joy (Part 1) 287: Chapter 263 Farewell Joy (Part 1) The final eting place was a desolate mountain in the northern suburbs of the old city.
That was where Old Lu was buried.
All these years, every morial day, Lu Nanzhi made ti to co here to commorate her father, who died at dawn in Lion Alley…
However, it was not her who suggested eting here.
It was Zhao Xilai.
The lady only brought two people on this trip.
Now that Song Ci was seriously injured and bedridden, needing quiet rest, the only thing to be cautious about was their travel safety.
But with Gu Nanfeng present, aside from an attack by the “Angel Envoy,” there would hardly be any surprises…
Hence, the lady did not trouble Mr.
Gu Zhi of South Bay, nor did she inform Zhou Jiren.
She simply got up imdiately after hanging up the phone.
Gu Shen and Gu Nanfeng accompanied her to the final destination.
In front of the small desolate mountain, the elderly who issued the invitation had long since arrived.
At the foot of the mountain, Cui Zhongcheng pushed a wheelchair.
The elderly man sat in the wheelchair, looking at the piled-up dead leaves on the ground.
The end of the year lood, winter had set in, and the autumn leaves at the mountain’s peak had long since fallen, filling the ground.
Stepping lightly on them made a crisp rustling sound.
All things eventually co to an end.
The seasons cycle, winter fades and spring returns, but alas, humans are not the sa.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death, unrecoverable.
Gu Shen and Gu Nanfeng stood from afar, silently watching the lady walk to the wheelchair and take over from Mr.
Little Cui.
Lu Nanzhi pushed Zhao Xilai.
The two tread over the scattered dead leaves, following a gentle mountain path, slowly making their way to the top of the small desolate mountain.
The elderly man in the wheelchair did not pale but instead showed a gentle red glow on his cheeks amidst the chilly wind.
“Near death, one’s spirit regains brilliance.”
Gu Shen watched the two walk away, speaking quietly.
A lick of Chi Huo flickered on his brow.
It just took one look…
to see the elderly man’s frailty in the wheelchair.
So things in this world cannot be hidden.
Aging is one of them.
The flag of Huazhi could wave at the highest point of Da Du because countless hard battles were won over the years…
Each victory was written on Zhao Xilai’s white hair.
“Mr.
Zhao is a true hero…”
Gu Nanfeng watched the elderly man’s back fade away, speaking lightly with no emotion, “Many hope he’ll age quickly, but I hope he lives a little longer.”
Jiangbei and Jiangnan, Changye Great Capital and Da Du, these are two “pioneer cities” invariably ntioned together when brought up.
No one understood better than this Young Master Changye the weight and responsibility implied by “holding great power”…
Taking up the grand flag was not just as glorious as it seed.
The grand flag is enormous, easy to topple.
Before the flag fell, the man must first falter.
These years, East Continent advanced so quickly…
a significant reason being the rapid developnt of Da Du, a grand flag fluttering in the stagnant waters, bringing all to “life.”
A person’s strength often sowhat asured by…
the strength of his adversaries.
Ignoring external factors, considering only internal competition within East Continent.
For Changye, Da Du was a worthy adversary.
And for Gu Nanfeng, about to return to Changye to restore order…
the old and new blood in that city needed a powerful external force to ignite montum.
If Zhao Xilai lived on, it might indeed be a good thing.
Gu Shen understood the aning behind Gu Nanfeng’s words.
After a mont of pondering, he asked, “When will you set off for Changye?”
“Three days, five days, or tomorrow?”
Gu Nanfeng squinted, slowly exhaling a breath.
Practicing Lan Qie, one’s state of mind should be as clear as the blue sky, but mundane affairs cloud even a heart like a mirror eventually.
“Little Judge Gu, how about considering a trip to Changye with ?” Gu Nanfeng smiled, but his words were undoubtedly serious.
“The closer one gets to ho, the more apprehensive one feels.
Returning solo always feels odd.
Having another Gu around would be good for mutual support.”
Gu Shen also smiled.
In fact, he did intend to…
but Gu Nanfeng’s invitation couldn’t be agreed upon lightly.
Gu Shen wanted to head to Changye due to his future leader position in the “Ancient Literature Society.” To discern Mr.
Turing’s left behind true aning, he had to seek Mr.
Gu Changzhi in Qingzhong.
He chuckled, “Closer to ho, more apprehensive?
Seems more like a prosperous return ho…”
Eight years away from Changye.
Returning to East Continent…
Gu Nanfeng’s strength was sufficient to be bestowed an official title by the Federation Governnt.
What did that an?
In Gu Shen’s understanding, it would be East Continent’s youngest titled person, even faster in cultivation than Senior Sister Luo.
No doubt, such strength, even in North Continent Fortress, guaranteed illustrious achievents.
“…” Gu Nanfeng hesitated.
Shaking his head, he said, “Hard to explain in a few words.
Changye’s current situation is complicated.”
For so reason.
Seeing Gu Shen…
was oddly familiar to him.
Unlike the familiarity felt seeing Song Ci…
with Song Ci, the burden lifted as he found the “Angel Envoy.”
Securing a token from Light City from thousands of miles.
If the token’s corresponding owner was not found at the crucial mont…
all his efforts would have been in vain.
Yet the familiarity seeing Gu Shen…
he struggled to believe.
It felt like a kinship tie, an affinity his transcendent aura subtly exuded, observable to him alone as a tiny fla.
Yet this fla radiated a spirit of relaxation for him.
There was indeed a rumor of bloodline inheritance in the Gu family.
But…
for Gu Nanfeng to sense this rhythm.
Only one person existed.
Far back when…
Mr.
Gu Changzhi.
Post the “angel envoy” event, Gu Nanfeng increasingly found Gu Shen a source of complex feelings.
That boy’s spirit rhythm unmistakably familiar.
A reason he hesitated.
He controlled the impulse to reveal secrets…
like the final “divine intervention” in the old city, freezing everyone’s thinking, including himself.
As things settled:
One Angel Envoy killed, another wounded, events unfolded as expected.
Only he felt it incredible, incomprehensible.
The token brought back…
was the Light God’s Seat token.
If the battle reached the “divine” stage, the opposing the God of Wine, was it Light God’s Seat?
Yet, the Tomb Guardian asserted, an anomaly from Qingzhong.
Mr.
Gu Changzhi’s divine intervention saved East Continent.
And the Source Tower’s forsaking of Qin Ye…
affird the reality of the divine war!
Regardless…
the risky deception succeeded, but Gu Nanfeng puzzled on Mr.
Gu Changzhi’s divine intervention, choosing who as a vessel under such circumstances?!
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