"I understand, I understand, what do you understand?"

"Ahem, I don't know anything, I have to get to work."

"Hey wait, Wind Thunder is having admissions soon. By this time next week, I won't be in town. When I'm not around to keep you in check, you better not go crazy."

Feng Yi was stunned, how did she know about the early admissions of Wind Thunder? According to Francis, that information was not widely known. "You're planning to apply to Wind Thunder..."

"Isn't that obvious, of course I'll apply. After all, I will be the future queen, the ace mechanic." Sheng Qiangwei turned her pretty face shyly, not looking at him. She held out a beautifully crafted pendant. "Oh yes, I'm giving you this dolphin as a small token of my gratitude for your advice over these past months."

Sheng Qiangwei looked particularly adorable at that moment. Feng Yi took the gift and couldn't help but tease her: "Hehe, is this gift your way of saying goodbye?"

"Sh... Shouldn't flatter yourself. I'm leaving now, you better go work." After saying those words, Sheng Qiangwei hurriedly left in the direction of the exit to the Ancient Martial Arts Hall. She had already said farewell to the old Master. Perhaps everything would have changed by the time she returns.

As for Feng Yi's notion of 'accidental meeting', it felt somewhat applicable. After spending so much time together, Sheng Qiangwei was gradually influenced by Feng Yi's irresistible personal charm.

However, Sheng Qiangwei was just an ordinary girl whose path diverged from his. She was about to leave and get closer to her dreams. In this process, she often didn't actively seek fellow travelers, which was also a testament to her personality.

If Feng Yi was a little more proactive, there's a chance. There was a lot of helplessness in this world.

Watching her retreating figure, Feng Yi shook his head... Today was the first time she actually came to him voluntarily. She usually never left Emily's side.

Sheng Qiangwei, a good girl. She comes from an ordinary family, but she gave him this not-so-cheap dolphin pendant. At this time, Feng Yi wanted to return the pendant to Sheng Qiangwei. A friendship lies in the heart and needs no substantial evidence.

But he thought for a moment… he'll defer it. He would still meet her in the future because he too planned to join the Wind Thunder Military Academy.

The next day, the Martial Arts Hall returned to its usual tranquility. Upon hearing the news of her best friend's departure, Emily seemed much quieter.

Over these past few days, she challenged Feng Yi twice but ended up losing both times. Now, Milly was gradually becoming more interested in Ancient Martial Arts. Accompanied by a knock on the door... Milly was suddenly stunned. With her current strength, she could easily determine the sound of an ordinary person's steps, but this knock on her door was far too abrupt.

"Come in."

The door opened and Milly exclaimed, "Oh, it's you, Feng Yi. No wonder I didn't hear anything."

"Is there a problem?"

"No."

"Well, I came here today to tell you something."

"Huh?" Emily's face reddened a little. It was the first time Feng Yi had taken the initiative to visit her at night, which made her think about other possibilities. "Feng Yi, it's quite late..."

Crap! Where are her thoughts going? Earth to Emily. Feng Yi shrugged, "I'm leaving the Martial Arts Hall tomorrow. Honestly, fighting is not meant for you. If you're really focused on this, I have a better suggestion."

In reality, Feng Yi didn't plan to discourage Emily's enthusiasm. But with her form of training, she probably won't catch up to him in her lifetime.

"What? Feng Yi, where are you planning to go?" Emily ignored the topic of Ancient Martial Arts and asked about Feng Yi's destination instead.

"The Shadow District's Wind Thunder Military Academy. I hope you can keep this a secret for me."

"Alright, I will." She thought about it for a second and nodded her head earnestly. There was a flash of unnoticed sadness in her eyes when she heard the news of Feng Yi's departure. "What is the advice you want to give me?"

"It's simple. Spend more time in the Gravity Room. That's where you might be able to breakthrough your bottleneck – actually..."

"Actually what?"

"Oh!" Feng Yi sighed, "I hope you won't change yourself just for the sake of chasing something. A person's growth is tied to their experiences. Some things are just meant to be. For instance, my strength is entirely due to my upbringing. If a person can't even free themselves from their inner shackles, how can they truly breakthrough?" As he said these words to someone else, wasn't he also speaking to himself?

Emily knew that Feng Yi was saying all this for her own good. Even someone like him, who would rarely be long-winded, couldn't help but say these words before leaving.

"I've said all I wanted to say."

Just as he was about to leave, Emily hurriedly called him, "Wait."

Feng Yi paused and half -turned his head to ask, "Is there another problem?"

"It's not exactly a problem. Is that all you wanted to say, Feng Yi? Or did you forget something else?"

"Ahem, also, good luck. So, goodbye."

He didn't dream that night. Feng Yi didn't have too many things to pack. A ray of bright sunlight awakened him from the side of the screen window.

The depiction of the gods on the ceiling was as vivid as ever, preventing any thoughts of sleep. Today, he was about to set off. Feng Yi's mood hadn't changed much due to his temporary stay because light always lifted one's spirits.

The sound of loud snoring from the next room made him laugh, as the fat man from next door was still as carefree as ever.

The door to the Gandalf's room was barged into early in the morning, "Hey old man, you're really sleeping soundly, huh?" Feng Yi said as he casually picked up an apple.

"Oh? If it isn't the audacious lad."

The old master changed into a more comfortable position leaning on the bed head and stared at Feng Yi... He was cunning and knew that Feng Yi wouldn't come chat idly with him here. Even his clothes were the same as when he had arrived. He asked, "Are you planning to leave the Martial Arts Hall?"

"Hehe, I can't hide anything from you."

"It's quite obvious, isn't it? Where are you headed?"

"You know where I'm going. I came here today to specifically say goodbye to you. I've cleaned the dormitory of the outer court - Oh yes, don't think too much about Lasso's matter. When did you, old man, become so sentimental?"

"It's indeed surprising that these words would come from you, you little devil." A cunning smile flashed on Gandalf's face.

Hold on... something's off! The old fox's expression is not normal. "Are you faking it, old man? Are you pretending to be sick?"

"Shh... be quiet." Gandalf made a gesture for silence: "Did you not know that the quadrennial Martial Arts Conference of all major sects is going to start soon? My old bones can't take all that hassle. So, I have no choice but to retreat in order to advance. You should learn from this."

People shouldn't be so unprincipled! Feng Yi felt like he had swallowed a fly. "Old man, where is your bottom line?"

"Hahaha..." Gandalf stroked his beard and gave a profound and inscrutable smile like the wise old man he was. Feng Yi almost spat out blood from his exasperation. He had been working hard here for two months but didn't save much. But just one illness had depleted Feng Yi of almost half his savings. This was really a bad luck day for him.

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