"Principal Wang!"
Ling Feng exclaid.
He wanted to go in and take a look, but was stopped by Yan Fei.
The glass window was also covered with curtains.
"Principal Wang wholeheartedly dedicated himself to South City, to Ninth Middle School, sacrificing his life and giving up the Spiritual Liquid of the Heart. I hope you understand this sentint."
Ao Dagang said with his eyes closed.
Then he turned and left.
"Hey, old Wang is a good person, shouldn’t be tornted."
Yan Fei patted Ling Feng’s shoulder.
"You must pull yourself together, fight for him, fight for South City."
Marquis Zhuge encouraged.
"I want to see him one last ti."
Ling Feng tried to release ntal telekinesis waves, but found that he couldn’t penetrate the doors, windows, and walls of the healer’s room.
"Old Wang left instructions; he didn’t want to be disturbed and didn’t want to affect you."
Yan Fei said seriously.
Ling Feng banged his head against the wall, three tis, as if bowing to Wang Dashan, and then left in despair.
Wang Dashan treated him like his own.
Served South City diligently, such a teacher and principal, Ling Feng held in high esteem. Knowing Wang Dashan had passed like this, Ling Feng’s heart was undoubtedly heavy.
But as the saying goes, may the deceased rest in peace, and the living move forward. Ling Feng transford grief into strength, and went to sing karaoke that night.
To morialize Wang Dashan, Ling Feng sang "Friends Don’t Cry".
Is there a window
That can keep you from despair
Look at this colorful world
Turns out to be like a dream
So cry
So laugh
So lose
So age
In the end, it’s all the sa
...
Ling Feng’s feelings for Wang Dashan were genuine, and with the song full of emotion, it was easy to reach a tearful point.
Thus, through surveillance video, Ao Dagang, Wang Dashan, Marquis Zhuge, and Yan Fei all saw Ling Feng singing heartbreakingly, tears flowing.
The four were montarily unsure whether to scold Ling Feng or sympathize with him.
Wang Dashan was gone, he was genuinely sad.
But not that much.
Otherwise, how could he run to sing karaoke? Yet if he wasn’t sad, why would he sing "Friends Don’t Cry" amidst tears, clearly to morialize Wang Dashan, even Wang Dashan felt a bit awkward listening.
Three hours later.
Ling Feng finally ca out of karaoke, heading back to Future City. The four thought Ling Feng, having expressed his emotions, would now turn over a new leaf, focus on cultivation, or fully commit to the upcoming exam.
Instead, they saw Ling Feng receive a large package at the neighborhood entrance, and then carry it to the sauna room he had played in before.
He was unpacking the delivery while calling four girls.
"What’s he doing?"
Wang Dashan had a bad premonition.
Soon, they saw Ling Feng take out a paper effigy from the package, an effigy that looked exactly like Wang Dashan.
"Principal Wang worked hard all his life, Xiao Li, Xiao Hua, today accompany in sending off him, co, have a drink first."
Ling Feng said as he lay on the massage bed.
Xiao i and Xiao Qing were serving on either side.
Wang Dashan’s paper effigy lay on another massage bed, while Xiao Li and Xiao Hua, who had just received a fifty-thousand tip, were "massaging and kneading" him.
"Principal Wang worked hard all his life, I, young lady, offer you a toast."
With that, Xiao Li kissed the head of Wang Dashan’s paper effigy.
"Principal Wang despite his age is still tough, truly vigorous; I’ll accompany you for another drink."
After speaking, Xiao Hua also kissed the lips of Wang Dashan’s paper effigy.
Spurred by the tip, even Xiao i and Xiao Qing beside Ling Feng earnestly attended to Wang Dashan, kissing his face until it had blemishes.
Until predawn, Ling Feng finally carried Wang Dashan away, burning him by the Jiulong River, along with two big milk mother effigies, a luxurious mansion, and a deluxe airship as companions.
"This guy."
Xuan Yue followed throughout.
She didn’t know what Ling Feng was up to in the sauna room, but saw clearly when Ling Feng arranged for two big milk mother effigies, Wang Dashan’s effigy, a mansion and airship, and a large pack of gold and silver jewels to be burned together.
Her heart felt speechless yet touched.
As the captain of the Hidden Kill Departnt, like Ling Feng, she didn’t know Wang Dashan was faking his death, but knew clearly Wang Dashan’s contributions to South City.
Filled with sorrow for Wang Dashan’s departure.
Unable to resist, she also burned a pile of paper money for Wang Dashan by the fire.
"This guy may be a bit offbeat, but at least he arranged clearly for you, even took you to the sauna before burning you."
Marquis Zhuge laughed.
"If he wasn’t afraid of soaking you, he might have arranged for a couple’s bath too."
Yan Fei also found it both hilarious and exasperating.
In that mont unsure whether to comnd Ling Feng for his loyalty and righteousness or criticize him for being heartless, ultimately everyone felt weird inside.
Even Ao Dagang had a complex expression, unsure how to evaluate Ling Feng.
"It’s all your harebrained ideas."
Wang Dashan looked indignant, Ling Feng’s response left him emotionally unsettled, not soone indifferent but certainly not a fervent type, in Ling Feng’s eyes, his departure was indeed a pity, but not deeply felt.
Using his death to inspire Ling Feng to strive forward ultimately ended in failure, how to explain when he cos back to see Ling Feng later, he didn’t know.
"Alas."
Ao Dagang sighed helplessly, since not even death could spur Ling Feng, what else could be done, unless in Ling Feng’s view, Wang Dashan’s life or death was not important at all.
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