With a death rate of 70%, indeed, it's not low. This leaves the fighting forces at the frontline bereft of any logistical support, doubtlessly leading to their complete annihilation. The mere thought of comrades falling on the battlefield makes one's heart grieve, but this couldn't hinder Feng Yi's resolve.

Life and death, everyone cares, yet he does not place much importance on them. Lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai, it matters not. The only thing Feng Yi couldn't let go of was one thing...

At the time when he was fearful of death, warriors had given up their lives for him to be reborn. Now, the previously arrogant Feng Yi had grown into a man capable of standing on his own. He was fearless in the face of life and death, a testament to his courage, yet he continually wrestled with the unbearable burden deep within! To honor the fallen warriors, to protect all the things the warriors hold dear, no one could stop him from advancing in the near future.

Despite Feng Yi's easy-going exterior, he hides a raging beast within. Enraged when considering the ambitious figures of the Saudi Empire desecrating life to plunder resources! Feeling the unbearable burden within him, Feng Yi's eyes narrowed with an intense glint. Suddenly, a surge of fierce wind began to exude from him and with a snap, he clenched his fist fiercely making a loud crackling noise, akin to a muffled thunderclap shooting out, and then released it slowly.

"Hey, are you okay kid?"

Feng Yi paused for a moment, then shook his head, "Thanks for this piece of information." He knew how hard it must have been for Francis to utter these words, for Francis had always opposed him enlisting in the military.

"Ah... You're still playing tough with me, but oh well, Emily called and asked us to come home by 5 pm. I have no idea what happened."

Thus, Feng Yi and Francis roamed around aimlessly for half a day before returning to the Ancient Martial Arts Hall, and found everything seemed quite ordinary upon entering. At this point, most disciples had already returned to their homes or were playing Star Wars or busily tending to their own plots of land, paying no attention to external affairs.

The puzzled pair walked in. From afar, they could see cute Emily idling around outside, playing with her light screen phone.

This is the etiquette of being born in a traditional family, where the younger generations always stand aside when dignitaries visit. Even though Emily played along, it must be said that obedient Emily is quite likable.

"Milly, what's the matter? Why the fuss?"

"I'm not sure either."

As she spoke, Emily happened to glance at Sir Feng and then turned her head away. If Feng Yi used to be not too bad in her eyes, now he seemed a bit odd. After all, the awkwardness of the day was still fresh in her mind.

Suddenly, Gandalf's loud voice came from inside the room, "Come in, everyone."

When the three of them entered, they found out that besides Gandalf, there was a man wearing a cloak with his face hidden...

"Old...Old Man!?" Feng Yi exclaimed without thinking.

Emily suddenly covered her lips. She had never heard such a surprised voice from the usually calm Feng Yi.

In response, Lasso let out a hearty laugh, "Hahahaha... You're still as blunt as ever, kiddo."

Lasso didn't portray himself as mysterious and he always wore a kind smile on his face. It was as if he was still that old man who taught Feng Yi step by step to grow up, a mentor, the 'mercenary'. As a great mentor and a freedom-loving wandering poet, Lasso led Feng Yi on his path. For Lasso, who had spent years wandering through the cosmos, perhaps this brief moment of tranquility was what he craved.

"Really?" Feng Yi shrugged. After taking his seat, he directly took a piece of meat from the plate and threw it into his bowl, and poured himself a glass of wine. As for etiquette, while Feng Yi naturally understands it, in front of these people it's completely unnecessary. He is a rebellious man.

Contrary to Feng Yi, Francis looked stunned upon seeing Lasso, "You, you, you…" He stammered, trying hard to express himself: "You are that person."

That's right, even though Francis only met Lasso twice on the Colonial Planet in his childhood, Lasso was not always around Feng Yi. It was because Lasso entrusted Gandalf that Gandalf took flew two grandsons to the Colonial Planet for 'training'. In fact, he was taking care of Feng Yi while taking the two naughty boys out for some real-world experience.

As he grew older, Francis began to familiarize himself with the legendary great mentor. But Lasso, the elusive man, showed up today at their home? What a surprise.

"Hahaha… I am just who I am, don't fuss over it." Lasso courteously laughed and gestured to the two siblings, "Don't stand. Sit, sit, why am I, a guest, acting like the host?"

"Alright." Francis nodded. Despite his usual waywardness, Francis was quite respectful towards the reclusive master, showing deep-seated respect, "Milly, why on earth are you still standing? Didn't you hear the senior's words?"

"Ah? Yes!"

Noticing the dumbfounded expression on the usually intelligent Emily was rare. Feng Yi and Francis were not the most surprised people in the room. Instead, it was Emily, a graduate of Yingland Royal Military Academy. Having been educated in advanced courses since a young age, Emily was familiar with the name 'Mentor Lasso'.

However, in recent years, no more news about Lasso was heard as it seemed the great mentor had retreated to a quiet life in the countryside. But it was out of the blue, out of the blue, out of the blue… Really a surprising surprise!

Emily obediently sat down at the table, looking like a cute little kitty. It was true that her pride was a bit hurt. As a genius, she had hardly ever been treated like this. Not only Feng Yi pretended to show disdain for her, now even her own brother started to rebuke her, in front of the great mentor nonetheless. She bit her lower lip. She decided to strike back immediately.

Just as she was about to say something, she saw that an extra piece of meat had been added to her bowl. Lasso served both Francis and Emily a piece of meat each, except for Feng Yi. However, Feng Yi, who had always been self-reliant since his childhood, could take care of himself.

"You are Emily, am I right?" Lasso jokingly asked, sidelining Feng Yi from the conversation.

A delighted expression spread over Emily's face at the words. My Lord! The esteemed mentor actually knows who I am? She nodded her head fervently, her joyous smile almost evident on her face, and she started a conversation with Lasso with great enthusiasm.

This great mentor didn't seem haughty at all, his conversation brimmed with profound knowledge. It didn't take long for Gandalf to join in the conversation after clearing his throat.

As for Feng Yi and Francis, there was nothing much to speak about. Feng Yi is on familiar terms with Lasso but they couldn't hold a proper conversation. However, Francis respected Lasso, but he knew he couldn't fit into the conversation.

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