"Brother Feng, I still want to know, where have you been all these years, and why..."

Xiu Yi could ascertain that at the time, Feng Yi's body had already reached an irreversible state.

Feng Yi half-heartedly pondered...

"Well... we can talk about it slowly on the way — let's go, we'll have drinks, it's on me today."

"I disagree."

Xiu Yi solemnly stated that under no circumstances would he allow Feng Yi to spend money. In truth, they were once fledgling birds, inexperienced with the storms of life and unable to grasp the hardships of living. But now it's different; we've grown up, become capable warriors who earn their keep. How can we let others treat us, especially having Brother Feng pay?

In past years, Brother Feng had helped everyone so much. If possible, if time could turn back, he desperately wished to do something for Brother Feng, even as insignificant as treating him. If time could reverse, he wished fervently that Brother Feng was still alive and could see the accomplished person he had become today.

At this point, tears involuntarily flowed from Xiu Yi's eyes. He slowly pulled out a dagger, and although in this era it might not be considered the most powerful weapon, Xiu Yi had used it to slay countless evildoers. This was also Xiu Yi's most cherished weapon, and why? Because it was a gift from Feng Yi.

"Brother Feng, do you remember this?"

"Ah... of course I remember." Feng Yi replied in a deep voice, noting the evident battle scars on the dagger, yet it was well-maintained and very sharp.

"Perhaps I'm not mature enough, but I haven't disappointed your expectations, Brother Feng, nor have I dimmed its glory. In some sense, the dagger should serve as my testament, right? So... so, no matter what, please don't refuse today, Brother Feng."

This... Feng Yi felt the topic had suddenly become serious, and precisely because of their special emotions, even if he insisted on treating, Xiu Yi would no longer persist, but Xiu Yi's heart would definitely be troubled.

Feng Yi sighed silently, "Alright, Xiu Yi, but I have a condition."

"Condition?"

"Of course, my requirements are very high, it must be Gallia's Seven Stars Club."

Hearing this, Xiu Yi suddenly laughed, "No, let's go to Gallia's lowest level beer plaza."

Feng Yi was dumbfounded.

"Why, why?"

"Haha, I think I understand your personality, Brother Feng. If we're talking about drinking, compared to an elegant environment, you probably need the open and free vibes of an underground stall more."

This... Feng Yi realized he was being superfluous, it seemed he could no longer treat Xiu Yi as a child.

"Hey, boys over there, let's go."

Xiu Yi casually called out to Kevin, and issued a highest command, of course directed at the team members, requiring: Today no one can back out, not drinking to enjoy but to the point of collapsing, as drinking to collapse or for enjoyment doesn't differ much, even for those with a lighter tolerance like Xixi, there's no mid-way out, act willful and I'll turn hostile.

Xiu Yi's words were succinct, yet remarkably strong, the powerful language leaving no room for doubt.

Hearing this, the three were taken aback.

Everyone knew Xiu Yi well, he always indulged and listened to Xixi, often just paying lip service, but his actions were honest.

Unfortunately, not today, Xiu Yi's voice was firm and decisive, seemingly casual yet fully oppressive, because as he spoke he had revealed his rarely shown mental ability.

Feng Yi wanted to say something...

'Well... forget it, sometimes the captain's authority is more important, especially today being a special day.'

"Those two over there, catch up quickly," Feng Yi put one arm around Xiu Yi and the other around Xixi, beckoning to Red Ghost and Kevin.

"Feng, Brother Feng..."

Now Xixi had grown into a young lady, and had never been touched by anyone, suddenly feeling a bit shy.

"Haha, what's the big deal?"

In Feng Yi's eyes they were just kids, although the age gap appeared non-existent, it was that Feng Yi's appearance hadn't changed since reaching the mid-stage of the Legendary Realm, but in his heart, he always saw them as children.

"Hey, what's Xixi sis complaining about?" Xiu Yi unusually gave Xixi a side glance, clearly siding with Feng Yi.

"Ah, you've betrayed me, Xiu Yi! I'll have Kevin drink you under the table."

"Haha, our opponent is Brother Feng!"

Wow haha! Feng Yi felt pressured, in a strict sense, they weren't kids anymore, but seasoned drinkers. Could he really outmatch them?

In the noisy laughter and chatter, the five figures slowly faded into the sunset...

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Capital Planet, Eastern Hemisphere, a coastal city.

A ringing sound awakened the sleeping chubby man.

Another day full of energy, fortunately, he no longer dreamt of that damned Feng Yi. You say, you're dead already, why haunt your brother as a ghost every day; how big a grudge do we have?

Zhang Xiaobo casually picked up the phone, and after a dozen seconds, he was completely dumbfounded, instantly becoming full of spirit!

As an old saying goes, every year has someone dumbfounded, but this year they seemed particularly frequent, with all the unfortunate things falling to dear friend Chen.

To meet the strategic needs against foreign races, Zhang Xiaobo was once again invited back by the homeland, and it was semi-compulsory.

As for the reason why it was semi-compulsory? Actually, the reason is singular: the homeland needs you, yet semi-compulsory, technically you're in a pre-service phase. Elegantly stated, you're in reserve duty. If Zhang Xiaobo has any questions, he can search the term 'reserve duty' in the Wantox search engine.

Precisely speaking, humans and the Titan Elf Clan are about to engage in a unique duel, with no one left in the Federation to dispatch, especially veterans with combat experience. It just so happens Zhang Xiaobo qualifies, and this is a great stage to showcase your prowess.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaobo was moved to tears, how was he worthy of such an undertaking?

But the voice from the other side, belonging to an intelligence officer's sweet voice, told Zhang Xiaobo that the entire Federation aside from especially Red Cloak, who else but Zhang Xiaobo? Moreover, each faction needs 100 combat personnel, and that's a conservative estimate.

The Military Department has found everyone possible, not just you, there are other warriors too, you're not fighting alone — die alongside Haier Brothers, Angelina, those warriors and you — no, rather, fight alongside these companions.

Considering the cultural differences between the two sides, this mission might operate in a team format, maybe three or four people. That's how things are, and after the call ended, the baffled fatty was left not knowing east from west... Who am I? Where am I? Where did my lousy dream teammates suddenly disappear to?

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