Sheng Qiangwei, with her typical young lady's demeanor, said coldly, "What are you doing here, looking all drenched?"

"Just strolling around, trying to improve my mood." Feng Yi did not want to disclose anything related to Lasso.

Strolling around, even running hundreds of kilometers from the Martial Arts Hall, he was a spectacle indeed. "Despite being soaked, you're still taking a walk? Just follow me." Sheng Qiangwei grabbed onto Feng Yi's arm without even asking his opinion.

"What is this..."

"Rest assured, it will not take up much of your time, and please, do not misunderstand. I have no ulterior motives for you." Despite Sheng Qiangwei's usual indifference towards Feng Yi, she was quite popular in school, known as one of the good people of the Martial Arts Club. This was evident from various aspects of her life.

Even though she was straightforward and somewhat arrogant and biting in her words, this did not overshadow her conscientious and responsible work attitude and her kind character. Thus, Feng Yi was 'dragged' back to her house.

"Hey, this doesn't seem right." Feng Yi hesitated as they approached the door.

Sheng Qiangwei appeared nonchalant. "You're being more shy than a lady."

Listening to her, Feng Yi couldn't help but shrug and smile bitterly. However, he really was short on time. If Sheng Qiangwei didn't have any urgent matter to attend to, then he planned on making himself scarce.

Sheng Qiangwei gestured Feng Yi to wait momentarily, and returned shortly with a set of clean clothes which she placed casually on the sofa. "Go and change in the restroom."

Feng Yi was startled, realizing what she intended. "Well, you're thoughtful - but I won't need to change." The most difficult favor to handle is the kindness from a pretty woman, Feng Yi politely declined. He wasn't wearing much, it was practically drying out in the night breeze as he walked.

"Hmph, stop pretending, just go and change." Sheng Qiangwei moved closer, her tone was no longer as intimidating as it was in the Martial Arts Hall, instead, it sounded more like a senior berating her junior.

"Ahem, I really don't need to..." Feng Yi smelled Sheng Qiangwei's fragrance as she moved closer. He quickly took a step back, saying, "If you called me over just to change my clothes, thank you, but I have to take my leave."

Having said that, Feng Yi quickly made his exit. Sheng Qiangwei, left puzzled, thought he came to her place to change into clean clothes. Unbeknownst to her, on the water-deprived Colonial Planet No. 3 where everyday essentials such as water were scarce, the idea of Feng Yi needing to change his clothes because he got wet never crossed her mind. She thought that he had encountered some other problems.

In the end, Sheng Qiangwei didn't feel ill towards Feng Yi. It was not like what Emily had imagined. The misunderstandings that had happened were all because of her own instigation. If she truly disliked someone, with her straightforward personality, she would never have brought him back to her place.

A woman's intuition is often very accurate and Sheng Qiangwei was no exception. The feeling Feng Yi gave her was refreshing and agreeable, different from other men who are always trying to curry favor.

Unlike the proud princesses of prestigious houses, Sheng Qiangwei wasn't a princess, but a strong-willed girl. Although she had seen all sorts of suitors due to her common family background, Feng Yi was unlike any of them.

But the boy was really too much, coming and then leaving so abruptly. What was he trying to achieve? Aura was peeved as she hadn't even managed to go to the market because of this incident, and now she had to go down to buy groceries. She planned on settling the score with Feng Yi when he returned to the Martial Arts Hall on the weekend.

The Martial Arts Hall was calm as usual at that time. Along with the sound of running footsteps, Feng Yi shot into Francis' room, "How's Grandpa Lasso?" He knew that the old man was already gone from this world, but still held onto a sliver of hope for a miracle.

Francis looked exceptionally calm, let out a long breath, and said, "I've done my utmost."

"As expected." Feng Yi had foreseen this outcome, but hearing the confirmation from Francis stirred different feelings within him.

"It's better to let go of certain things, Feng Yi, I'm sorry, I..."

"Say no more, it's not your fault." Feng Yi raised his hand to stop Francis from continuing, and asked him about the official stance, guessing that the police would have approached Francis immediately.

Francis indicated that he had also just returned to the martial arts palace. This matter might involve federal-level secrets, so he didn't answer questions related to his personal suspicions. He also wasn't lenient with the authorities' statements.

"By the way, where is Grandpa Lasso's body now?"

It was only towards the end of their talk that Feng Yi brought up the issue of Lasso's remains, and the answer he got left him completely astonished! Lasso's body was stored in the refrigeration cabin? Although Lasso had died, it didn't mean that he had truly left. Because Lasso's brain cells hadn't completely died, Francis had already taken full advantage of his connections to buy valuable refrigeration time before they did.

However, Lasso's condition was different from Athena's. Athena had undergone a bio-freezing process after having her blood drained and receiving the vitalizing elixir, but Lasso was frozen after his soft tissues were damaged and life signs had completely vanished.

But upon hearing the news, Feng Yi was so excited. He didn't say much and delivered a hard punch on Francis' chest, then hugged him tightly: "Thank you, Francis, thank you!"

Francis had no knowledge of the terminal illness Lasso had contracted. Even if he was resurrected, his lifespan wouldn't be very long, but his condition would be reversed after being frozen.

At least in this era of technological explosion, Feng Yi preferred to believe that in the near future, a cure for Lasso's terminal illness would be discovered and that Lasso could be resuscitated with the help of countless cutting-edge technologies. At the very least, this was a glimmer of hope.

"Brother, let's go for a drink. We won't go back until we're drunk."

"At your service." Francis shrugged his shoulders. Seeing Feng Yi instantly cheered up, he felt genuinely happy for his friend, with no intention to refuse.

Francis left the Deseria early the next morning. There was no need for any farewell formalities.

Feng Yi woke up and, filled with vigor, he started his usual cleaning, morning exercises, and various other workouts.

Perhaps understanding certain truths can accelerate one's growth. In any case, Feng Yi has realized something. He no longer focuses solely on training. After finishing his chores and necessary daily workouts, he voluntarily ran to the restaurant to assist Auntie, doing all sorts of odd jobs. He enjoyed it so much that Auntie secretly handed him two eggs.

In the afternoon, Feng Yi would go to the Silent Hall for cultivation with the girls. Using the excuse of introspective meditation, the girls would sit gracefully on cushions, indulging in spiritual enlightenment while he was not restricted by the formalities. Sometimes, he'd lean back and stare at the ceiling with his legs crossed, and other times, he'd suddenly stand up and blankly stare at every plant in the backyard.

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