This... Is this man crazy? The Blade Warrior was dumbfounded. I mean, sure, the world acknowledges your belief in the Revenge Shadow Rider, and you admire him, but there's no need to go this far. Besides, that guy is gone.

She actually wanted to comfort Hans and tell him the truth, but after a moment's thought, she decided to hold back. Perhaps this was better; saying the truth might seem crueler. Maybe this was the best ending.

Endings are also beginnings. Endings are curtains drawn. From the conclusion of one chapter to the start of another, perhaps there are far too many stories we don't know hidden in between.

But living in this world, sometimes knowing less is better than knowing too much.

The Blade Warrior sighed deeply, seemingly forgetting her earlier irritation, and said to Hans, "I believe you will wait for the Revenge Shadow Rider."

Hans stared at the Blade Warrior with the expression reserved for idiots. "As the miracle-maker, the most extraordinary existence, no one in this world understands the Revenge Shadow Rider better than I do. He'll return—I'll bet, within four years."

"Ah… this... why?" For a moment, the Blade Warrior's heart skipped a beat. She knew Feng Yi was truly gone. But Hans' voice was like lightning flashing through her thoughts. Feng Yi, undeniably, was the most extraordinary being in this world, the creator of countless miracles. Then she saw the unyielding determination in Hans' eyes, and for an instant, even she became somewhat dazed.

"There's no why," Hans replied, his face gradually growing cold. Though his voice remained calm, it was evident he no longer wished to say much to the Blade Warrior. At least not regarding the Revenge Shadow Rider. Hans never talked much with doubters—whether they were beauties or pretty boys. The words were laid down here today: even if it were the President himself, Hans wouldn't give them the time of day.

Hans' steadfast figure seemed to grow distant... The Blade Warrior stood there, her stunned gaze hesitating... This guy, truly... I give up!

Originally, she thought he was in his forties. How has he not come to terms with reality? The Blade Warrior finally realized Hans was definitely a madman—utterly and completely crazy. Not only that, his obsession with the Revenge Shadow Rider surpassed even the deepest emotions of others—single-mindedly so.

Perhaps, this madman was, indeed, the one who appreciated Feng Yi the most and understood him best. The Blade Warrior hadn't believed it initially, but now she was starting to.

She glanced at the time—it was still early. But after talking with Hans, she suddenly remembered something. Feng Yi's words from back then: Work hard, keep fighting, you'll succeed.

"Well, let's call it a day," the Blade Warrior thought as she stretched lazily, deciding to return to the space city to welcome Xiu Yi and the others.

——

The next morning, before sunrise, Xiu Yi's squad was already fully prepared, standing in the sparsely populated spaceport ahead of time.

Xiu Yi wasn't early simply for the sake of not being late. He was waiting for Zhang Xiaobo, the chubby one who had arrived half an hour ahead. By tradition, this was considered proper etiquette, right? Moreover, that man was Brother Feng's old battle comrade—so, emotionally and logically, he ought to arrive earlier.

Despite Kevin advising Xiu Yi not to come so early—saying there was no point in waiting this long in the freezing cold, suggesting he arrive just ten minutes earlier if he wanted—Xiu Yi rarely changed his decisions once made. He believed this wasn't about time; it was about attitude.

Kevin's perspective might hold some merit, but it was missing another angle. He understood the "what" but not the "why."

Xiu Yi chose to arrive half an hour early precisely out of consideration for the other party. Given the rarity of their situation, might they also consider arriving three or five minutes—or even ten minutes—early?

In that case, it just wouldn't feel right. After all, they were older, so Xiu Yi thought arriving half an hour early wouldn't hurt.

Ten minutes passed, and the flow of people at the spaceport gradually increased...

Twenty minutes slipped by quietly...

It was only then that Xixi exhaled with a faint sigh: "As expected, the captain's consideration was entirely unnecessary."

"See? Told you so," Kevin echoed from the side.

"The captain's approach isn't without merit," Red Ghost interjected. "Arriving a bit early is always better than being late. Besides, it's just a few minutes—no one's losing anything over it. And considering the other party is Brother Feng's old battle comrade, a warrior, frankly speaking, perhaps they're a bit rough around the edges—not someone who thinks too much about these little details. Getting here at the expected time might seem more natural to them. Maybe we're overthinking this."

Five more minutes trickled by, yet the long wait yielded no sight of the other party...

Finally, Xiu Yi began to realize the problem. Damn it. Could the location have been wrong? After all, this was their first time back on the Capital Planet. But, in terms of verifying venue details, that was Xixi's responsibility. It should be correct; Xixi was incredibly meticulous on such matters—even more so than anyone else. Her long-standing habits in these things were unmatched—not even with the combined effort of the three of them.

Still, mistakes happen. Even Xixi was human. Contemplating this, Xiu Yi couldn't hold back any longer and asked Xixi, "Are you sure this is the right spot?"

"No mistake—the seventh exit of the spaceport, the central hall of Area C, beside the flowerbeds. We're standing right here. It's impossible not to spot us. Huh… Strange. Are they still not here?"

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