Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

"People spend their whole lives healing their childhood...that's absolutely true." Bai Yu sighed in a low voice.

Su Ruoli's cheeks flushed. "Did you think of something strange? I've already said that I wasn't that bad when I was a kid."

"you misunderstood."

"I, I'm just a little naughty. At most, I let you wear a skirt, put makeup on your face, whip you, and snatch your summer homework and change it to my own name." Su Ruoli knew everything about it, which made people doubt whether she was really reacting.

"I've already said you misunderstood...and isn't that last one too much?!"

Qin Xuezao shouted, "Come and eat quickly. You've been meditating all day, so you must be very hungry, right?"

He touched his stomach and found it was true.

After a full meal, Bai Yu suggested going out to digest the food, and the two girls stood up at the same time and said they would go together.

But the three monks had no water to drink.

In the end, Bai Yu went out alone.

Just after leaving the community and walking along the riverbank, he had already changed his skin.

The Fate Editor makes his grand appearance.

"It's time to go check out the Hua family... By the way, where does she live?"

"Beep~ Navigation has started. The distance is 10.6 kilometers. It will take approximately..."

……

The Hua family at this time.

Hua Li also left the party in a frustrated mood.

Four years ago, the news of Hua Yuzhang's death was covered up. His family has not announced his death information to date and has created the illusion to the outside world that he is still alive.

At most, they said that he was old and was resting quietly at home.

Seeing his grandfather being treated like this by his family, Hua Li was very angry, but he could do nothing about it.

The will of a group of people does not change according to her preferences.

Now, they have arbitrarily placed their hopes on herself, hoping that she will take over Hua Yuzhang's position.

But having witnessed Hua Yuzhang's final end with her own eyes, she was not willing to become a grandfather who had been bound by the family for decades.

What she saw in her grandfather, a transcendent, in his last moments... was the transcendence and freedom of the transcendent.

An interpretation of the meaning of life.

The reason she ran away from home was because she was really fed up with the current Hua family.

They wrap family affection in a layer of honey to cover up the interest ties underneath. They are unwilling to give up their current status, but are unwilling to maintain it on their own, so they can only continue to suck the blood of their loved ones.

But I can't break away from this connection and control.

She wanted to run away as far as possible.

So, I once again came to the familiar, dusty training room.

Since Grandpa passed away, she is the only one who comes here often. She cleans it occasionally, but most of the time the door is closed and no one goes in.

As she approached in the moonlight, the sensor light automatically lit up.

"Why is the door open?"

She muttered something strangely, raised her hand and pushed open the door of the training room.

The next moment, moonlight illuminated the room, and a figure stood five steps ahead.

A gust of wind blew up the corner of his clothes, and his posture was upright, with his back to the moonlight, and his shadow was lengthened.

The most eye-catching thing was the knife in his hand. The knife had no sheath, but stood quietly on the ground.

The word "stand" is just right, because the blade did not penetrate the ground, just like a piece of white paper standing on the ground. Even the flow of air did not affect it in the slightest.

The knife stood like a person, like a pair of parallel lines.

"who?"

Hua Li was alert at first. Under the moonlight, she did not see the other person's face, but only saw a knife and a back.

A strange person appeared in her own house, so of course she felt incredible and alert, as this was already trespassing.

However, she quickly put aside this doubt.

Because the young man turned around, the knife turned around with him, and a face appeared in the moonlight that she would find it hard to forget.

That face was much more mature than it was four years ago. A scar ran from the center of the eyebrows across the bridge of the nose and stopped at the left cheekbone, like the left stroke of the Chinese character "人", vaguely retaining the childishness of his youth.

Even though he had changed a lot, Hua Li recognized who he was at a glance.

"You are... Lin Haiya."

"It's me." Lin Haiya nodded in response: "I remember you... You are Hua Yuzhang's granddaughter."

Hua Li stood outside the door, not looking too friendly towards him. Too lazy to beat around the bush, he asked directly, "What are you doing here again?"

The young man responded calmly, with the same nonchalant and indifferent attitude as he had four years ago.

"Of course I came to keep the appointment."

"Going to an appointment?"

"You were there four years ago, and we agreed to fight again four years later." Lin Haiya crossed his arms and said matter-of-factly, "I'm waiting for him to come."

Keep an appointment?

But how could a dead person come to keep an appointment?

Hua Li felt stunned and absurd for a moment, but the next moment she understood the reason, and her gaze towards Lin Haiya became more complicated.

He probably doesn't know anything yet.

I didn't know that my grandfather had passed away after World War I.

However, the Hua family kept this a secret, and no one knew that Hua Yuzhang was dead.

Lin Haiya just thought that Hua Yuzhang might be recuperating, so he still came here, waiting for the other party to appear, waiting for the person who was worthy of his sword to come.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"Eleven hours and fifty-five minutes."

Lin Haiya glanced at the moon outside the window. He had been waiting for the afternoon and night.

Wait from the scorching sun at noon to the moon at its zenith.

There was no one in sight.

He was not in a hurry and still had the patience to wait until the next day, which was only five minutes.

Lin Haiya looked at Hua Li and asked for confirmation, "He can't come, so he asked you to tell me?"

There was a hint of urgency and anxiety in this question.

He is not a man who shows his joy.

But for today's battle, he has been polishing it for four years, looking forward to it for four years, and waiting for four years.

If it was all in vain, he would inevitably feel upset.

Hua Li, who wanted to tell the truth, had a hint of bitterness on his lips.

She suddenly found herself unable to speak.

How should she answer?

How could she answer?

Tell this young man who has been waiting for four years that the person he has been waiting for has been dead from the beginning?

Tell Lin Haiya, who is now among the Haoyue, about the Hua family's behavior of deceiving the world for their own selfish interests?

She couldn't say.

But if she didn't say it, she would trample on her grandfather's dignity and will and turn him into a coward.

It's a dilemma in the end.

Hua Li’s silence is also an answer.

In this almost suffocating silence.

Hua Li suppressed the emotions in his voice and slowly said two words.

"……Feel sorry."

Lin Haiya looked at the girl and understood.

No matter what the reason is.

He couldn't get what he wanted today.

As for digging into the matter, that's not what he would do.

"I see. Sorry for disturbing you."

So, just like four years ago, he put away the hanging knife and walked slowly towards the outside of the training room. He felt regretful about this unfulfilled promise. His steps could not be light, and every step he took splashed countless dust.

Moonlight shawl, knife in hand.

It was such a nice night, but I didn’t see any old friends.

He didn't smile bitterly or sigh, but walked outside in silence.

But just as the young man was about to step out of the training room, a familiar voice that neither of them could have imagined resounded loudly.

"Where are you going again?"

Chapter 202 Live Well, Leave No Regrets

Lin Haiya turned around suddenly.

Hua Li covered his mouth in surprise.

Both of them lost their composure.

Because in the deepest part of the training room, a figure appeared at some point.

Moonlight poured into the room, illuminating him with a faint silver glow.

Hua Yuzhang stood there, looking about sixty-five years old.

This is his peak period.

He was not much different from what the two remembered at this moment.

Hua Li's pupils shrank, and he whispered, "Grandpa?"

But how is this possible? Grandpa has been gone for four years!

Although his death was kept secret, his body had already been buried in the clan's tomb, and people would visit the tomb and pay homage to him every Qingming Festival.

But the old man in front of her looked so familiar, she felt it was unlikely that she had recognized the wrong person, it was clearly her grandfather.

In stark contrast to Hua Li's hesitant attitude is Lin Haiya.

He showed a look of great surprise, his expression even more wild, and he released the retracted blade again, which was suspended in the air, spinning around and releasing a faint sword chant.

The two men stood still on the training ground.

"I thought I was going to be disappointed."

Lin Haiya gripped the hilt of the knife: "It's so great to see you again."

He raised his weapon: "No matter what method you used to regain your youth, or whether you are human or not, it is of no concern to me!"

"I just need to know one thing."

"The agreement between you and me will be fulfilled today!"

"I've waited for four years, don't let me down!"

The sword intent spread in the training ground, and the sharp will even split a fallen leaf outside the window into two.

He was clearly overjoyed.