At this moment, Li Cangyun and Liu Daoyi's gazes met, and they walked towards Chen Zheng together.

The two knelt side by side. Liu Daoyi's voice thundered, "Liu Daoyi!"

"Li Cangyun!" Li Cangyun followed immediately after, his voice firm.

"We pledge our loyalty to Grandmaster Chen, to serve at his beck and call!"

Their gazes pierced their respective families like swords. The crowd, like chess pieces under command, dropped to one knee, clasped their fists in a salute, and raised their heads to the sky. This was the martial arts world's most profound salute of loyalty.

Chen Zheng's voice was as clear as spring water. "Everyone, rise."

As if hearing an imperial decree, the crowd immediately stood up, their faces filled with reverence. "Thank you, Grandmaster!"

Chen Zheng's gaze fell on Li Yitong. "Yi Tong!"

Like an agile leopard, Li Yitong immediately came forward, her face full of solemnity and determination. "Present!"

"Follow me."

Chen Zheng's voice was firm and powerful, his figure as imposing as a mountain that could not be ignored.

Li Cangyun and the others immediately made way for him, their eyes filled with awe.

Li Yitong followed closely, her steps steady and her gaze resolute.

The two arrived outside the Su Family's mansion. The moonlight spilled onto them, adding an aura of mystery and majesty to their figures.

With a casual wave of his hand, Chen Zheng made Cai Murong's body float into his arms like a weightless feather.

"What…?"

Li Yitong's eyes widened in astonishment, unable to comprehend how Cai Murong's body could appear before her like a specter.

At that moment, Chen Zheng gently handed Cai Murong's body to her.

As Li Yitong took hold, she felt a piercing cold and was instantly confused. In that single moment, she seemed to glimpse the source of Chen Zheng's anger that night.

Chen Zheng reached into a small bag and took out the little notebook filled with wishes, flipping it open. His eyes traced the elegant script, which flowed before him like a trickling stream.

He checked them one by one and saw that the first four wishes had been fulfilled.

Fifth, if possible, please scatter my ashes in the vast sea.

Sixth, I look forward to Chen Zheng accompanying me through the bustling market streets.

Seventh, I hope to share a magnificent seafood feast with Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng closed his eyes, as if savoring those past moments. The last two wishes were a microcosm of Cai Murong's life.

"I will wait for you by the sea."

Chen Zheng opened his eyes, turned, got into his car, and drove off toward the distant horizon.

Li Yitong stood frozen, her heart filled with confusion as she watched his receding figure. She opened the little notebook and read the wishes word by word, finally understanding the source of his rage.

She gritted her teeth, placed Cai Murong in the backseat, and drove toward the crematorium.

Chen Zheng drove swiftly, finally arriving at the coast. He stepped out of the car and stood quietly by the sea, letting the cold sea breeze brush against his face. After a long while, his heart finally regained its tranquility. Yet, he remained standing there, as if he had transformed into an eternal statue, not moving for a full hour.

Li Yitong drove up to the seaside and quickly spotted Chen Zheng. She immediately got out, cradling an urn, and ran toward Chen Zheng as if flying.

"Do you need to rent a boat?" she asked softly, her voice carrying a hint of concern.

"No need, thank you."

Chen Zheng took the urn and stepped firmly toward the water.

"Chen Zheng!" Li Yitong exclaimed, instinctively reaching out to grab him.

However, they were not on a beach but on a small, steep cliff. Though it was only two or three meters high, the rocks below were jagged and treacherous, offering no foothold at all.

Yet, in the instant Li Yitong's pupils contracted, Chen Zheng had already taken that step. Her heart pounded in her chest, for he didn't fall into the abyss as expected. Instead, he simply stepped out and floated as lightly as a feather just beyond the cliff's edge.

"How is this possible?" Li Yitong was immensely shocked, frantically covering her mouth.

Meanwhile, Chen Zheng continued to walk forward. It was as if his feet were imbued with a mysterious power, allowing him to walk as steadily as if he were on the clouds.

Before Li Yitong's eyes, Chen Zheng's figure grew more distant, until he finally vanished into the deep night sky.

Not long after, Chen Zheng appeared above the ocean, several kilometers from the shore.

He looked down, his gaze tenderly fixed on the urn as he whispered, "Goodbye."

Then, he gently tossed the urn into the air and suddenly struck it with his palm.

BOOM!

A muffled sound, like a note of celestial music, echoed through the air. The urn instantly shattered into countless fragments, which were swept up by the sea breeze and scattered into the boundless ocean.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on completing the selection. Reward obtained: Magical Eraser.]

[Friendly reminder: The Magical Eraser can erase anything.]

As the thought crossed Chen Zheng's mind, a glittering eraser materialized in his hands. Two strange, dreamlike auras spiraled on its surface, intertwining and co-dependent, yet ultimately separating. The phenomenon was so marvelous it was impossible to tell if the auras were circulating in the same space or traveling between two completely different ones.

Pocketing the eraser, Chen Zheng's feet found solid purchase as he walked back toward the shore.

Li Yitong gazed into the distance where, soon enough, a shadow entered her vision and gradually grew clearer. Seconds later, Chen Zheng landed beside her as gently as the wind.

"Let's go," Chen Zheng's voice sounded like a distant echo.

"Chen Zheng!" Li Yitong couldn't help but call out.

Hearing this, Chen Zheng paused.

Li Yitong quickly added, "The situation is precarious. The Su Family was destroyed overnight. The authorities will almost certainly investigate, and when they do, you'll be their primary person of interest! Don't worry, my family and the Liu family can handle some of the fallout."

Hearing this, Chen Zheng's brow furrowed in thought. He clenched the golden eraser in his hand—the Magical Eraser, with the power to erase any event.

"System, I want to erase all effects this incident has had on me," Chen Zheng requested.

[Ding! Of course.]

A sense of peace washed over Chen Zheng. "Erase," he commanded.

As his word fell, the golden eraser vanished like a burning flame, and a mysterious power spread out like ripples on water.

Li Yitong watched it all, her mind reeling with confusion. Was this some kind of magic trick? What kind of joke is he playing? Doing magic at a time like this?

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