I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 2348 Destiny
"A groom who looks a bit like me? And then?" Liu Jun picked up the exquisite teacup, took a sip, and the aroma of tea spread on his tongue, but he didn't seem to care, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He couldn't understand why the old man had taken away all his abilities, brought him back to the human world, and taken him to relive some familiar scenes from the past. Finally, he even took him to a hotel to attend a wedding that seemed ordinary yet was shrouded in strangeness.

What ulterior motives are behind all of this? Liu Jun's brows furrowed tightly, his mind churning with questions.

"Keep watching," the old man said calmly, his face expressionless, as if everything was under his control.

As a melodious tune began to play, the heavy and magnificent doors of the hall slowly opened, as if a new world had been opened up.

The bride, dressed in a snow-white wedding gown, looked like a fairy descending to earth under the soft lighting.

Liu Jun's gaze was instantly drawn to the bride. The moment he saw her face clearly, he was completely dumbfounded, as if struck by a bolt from the blue, his mind going blank.

What did he see? He saw Yan Li! No, it should be said that he saw Mo Li. The woman who had fought alongside him, sharing life and death, now appeared before him as his bride.

Memories flooded back, vividly recalling the adventures they had shared in the divine realm, the hardships they had endured together. Yet now, she was to walk down the aisle in a wedding dress towards another man.

"What... what do you mean?" Liu Jun's voice trembled slightly, his eyes filled with panic and confusion.

His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white from the force, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.

"It doesn't mean anything. She's just an ordinary person now, like you. Ordinary people should live ordinary lives," the old man said calmly.

Liu Jun suddenly stood up, like an enraged lion, his eyes burning with anger, as if he wanted to rush out to stop the wedding, to find out the truth, and to rescue Mo Li from this seemingly absurd wedding.

However, the moment he stood up, the old man's seemingly frail yet powerful hand pressed down on his shoulder. The force was like a thousand-pound weight, immobilizing him. Liu Jun tried to struggle, but the old man's hand was like a solid mountain, firmly holding him in place.

"Let me go! I can't just stand by and watch her like this!" Liu Jun roared, his voice echoing through the hall, filled with endless anger and resentment.

For some reason, no one else could hear his roars or see his actions; it was as if he were invisible.

"Calm down, this is all fate's arrangement. Now that you've returned to the human world and become an ordinary person, you must accept the rules of ordinary people," the old man said earnestly, a hint of pity in his eyes.

Liu Jun gradually calmed down, but the anger in his eyes remained unabated. He looked at the wedding that was taking place in the hall, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

But he lost his way in this farce, not knowing what he should do or what he could do.

Time flowed by like a gentle stream, passing by unnoticed. The once lively and festive wedding ceremony gradually came to an end after a series of solemn and joyous rituals. For Liu Jun, the remaining time for the banquet felt like a world apart, completely disconnected from his own life.

The wedding banquet was laden with a variety of exquisite dishes. The vibrantly colored delicacies resembled meticulously crafted works of art. Sweet and sour carp with its tail curled up, braised pork belly glistened with oil and color, and steamed prawns were arranged neatly. Each dish exuded a unique charm; its enticing colors and irresistible aromas constantly stimulated the taste buds.

However, Liu Jun sat there as if his soul had been ripped out, staring blankly ahead, without any appetite.

The scene of the wedding kept replaying in his mind: his beloved woman, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, walking hand in hand with another man down the aisle amidst the blessings of the crowd. The image was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart.

The old man sitting next to him, however, formed a stark contrast to Liu Jun.

The old man was like a ravenous glutton, his eyes gleaming with greed as he faced the table laden with food. He devoured the food at an astonishing speed.

The old man's hands moved with lightning speed, constantly busy. One moment he would pick up a piece of braised pork and stuff it into his mouth, the next he would pick up a large shrimp and peel it to eat. He looked like he wanted to stuff the whole plate into his mouth.

"Eat up, it's two thousand yuan, eating a little will help you break even." The old man muttered as he chewed his food, a few drops of oil still clinging to the corners of his mouth.

Liu Jun didn't say anything, only shook his head slightly. His mood was like a stagnant pool at this moment, and even the most delicious food tasted like wax to him.

"Can I ask why she married this person?" Liu Jun asked after a long silence.

"Well, the plot is pretty cliché: a seriously ill mother, a gambling father, and a younger brother still in school. Having lost all her abilities, all she has left is a beautiful face. So, she needs to use this face to obtain something, and that's what the groom has. Of course, she definitely doesn't have any memories of her past life, otherwise she wouldn't be marrying someone else," the old man explained, taking a sip of tea.

Upon hearing this, Liu Jun's mood became even more complicated and his spirits plummeted.

He was once the ruler of the divine realm, possessing supreme power and a supreme status. A single word from him could decide the life and death of countless people.

Today, he witnessed the woman he loved marry someone else, and he was powerless to do anything about it. This immense sense of loss and pain overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

After the old man finished eating, he patted his belly with satisfaction, then led Liu Jun away from the wedding venue. Stepping outside the hotel, the sunlight was a bit dazzling, and Liu Jun instinctively squinted. "So, this is the life of ordinary people, a life arranged by fate," the old man said casually, pulling out a toothpick from somewhere and picking his teeth.

His tone carried a hint of sarcasm, yet also seemed to convey a sense of helplessness towards fate.

Liu Jun remained silent, his heart churning with turmoil. The stark contrast between his former glory and honor in the divine realm and the setbacks and suffering he endured in the mortal world was truly a shock to him.

He recalled how, in the realm of gods, his subordinates treated him with utmost respect, and his enemies trembled in fear at the mere mention of his name. But now, he could only watch helplessly as the woman he loved left, powerless to even resist.

He gazed into the distance, his heart filled with confusion and resentment. He didn't know where his future lay, nor how to face this cruel reality.

"What? You've already given up? Where did your previous strength go? Let's go, next one, it's not over yet." The old man's voice, full of mockery and sarcasm, rang out.

Seeing that Liu Jun had no reaction, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, a disdainful smile curving his lips, and waved his hand casually again.

With his wave of his hand, an invisible force seemed to surge in the air, and the scene before them instantly transformed. The celebratory hotel exterior vanished, replaced by a wide boulevard.

The main road stretched straight into the distance, seemingly without end. The trees along the roadside were sparse, with a few withered leaves occasionally falling. The traffic was not heavy, indicating that this was clearly the suburbs.

Occasionally, a few large trucks would speed by, creating a strong gust of air that would send dust flying everywhere.

Liu Jun frowned, a hint of doubt and wariness in his eyes. He turned to the old man and asked, "Looking at the car?"

The old man merely glanced at him, his eyes seemingly able to see through everything, before simply explaining, "It's about judging people."

Liu Jun was even more puzzled, his brows furrowing deeper, his face full of question marks. But seeing the old man's inscrutable and unwilling-to-say-say demeanor, he remained silent. He simply stood there quietly, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

The place looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. His memory was shrouded in a thin veil, vaguely outlining certain features but never quite forming a clear image. He tried desperately to recall, searching for any trace of this place in the depths of his mind, but all his efforts were in vain.

Just then, a chubby figure came into his view in the distance. The figure swayed as it walked toward the zebra crossing at the intersection, its fat jiggling with each step.

The person walked to the zebra crossing, stopped, looked left and right, seemingly assessing the situation of oncoming vehicles, and prepared to cross the road.

"Fatty?" Liu Jun looked at the familiar figure and felt a strange sense of familiarity welling up in his heart.

Although this person didn't quite resemble the fat man in his memory, he was certain that this was the fat man, the goofy fat man who had risked his life with him back in the human world.

But why has its appearance changed? And why is it here?
Just as Liu Jun was lost in thought, a large truck was speeding towards the zebra crossing. The massive vehicle, like a roaring beast, emitted a deep rumble, its wheels rolling and kicking up clouds of dust.

At this moment, the fat man seemed not to notice the speeding truck and was still standing in front of the zebra crossing, preparing to step out.

Liu Jun's heart tightened suddenly; he felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Danger!" Liu Jun couldn't help but shout, his voice filled with anxiety and fear. He wanted to rush over to save the fat man, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move.

The old man stood aside, watching everything quietly, his face expressionless, as if it were all within his expectations.

The truck drew closer, screeching as it braked, its tires screeching against the pavement and puffs of smoke rising from them. But its speed was too great to stop quickly enough.

Just as he was about to bump into the fat man, Liu Jun's eyes widened, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks.

"boom"

Like a kite with a broken string, the fat man was thrown out by a tremendous force. His body traced a desperate and tragic arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

That loud bang seemed like a cruel judgment from fate, announcing the end of his life.

The fat man was considered a strong and robust figure in the crowd, with his round belly and thick limbs, and he walked with an imposing presence that was not to be underestimated.

However, at this moment, in front of this massive truck that resembled a steel behemoth, his proud physique was not much different from that of a helpless bird.

The truck driver was clearly terrified by the sudden turn of events. He continued to frantically slam on the brakes, the wheels screeching violently against the pavement. Finally, after skidding for a heart-wrenching distance, the truck came to a slow, steady stop.