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Looking back, I saw Li Zhisheng standing behind us, walking slowly towards us with Yao Long. At that moment, Li Zhisheng's face did not show excessive gloom or sorrow, but the redness of his eyes could not hide the fact that he had just been crying.
"Are you okay..." I asked tentatively, unsure of how to approach him.
"I'm fine. I'm really not as fragile as you think. Don't worry," he replied with a slight smile, though it carried a hint of bitterness.
Meanwhile, Yao Long kept his head down in silence, quietly sitting next to me and Death Apostle alongside Li Zhisheng.
"This operation should be considered a success, so what do you plan to do next?" Li Zhisheng asked.
At that moment, I felt a mix of emotions swirling within me. I sighed deeply and said, "After this experience, I don't think I can make any rash judgments anymore. We definitely need a plan, but the problem is, given our current situation, how can we compete with Yang Master?"
Suddenly, something struck me. I paused for a moment before continuing, "On the other hand, while you all think this operation was somewhat successful, I feel we have actually failed... Initially, the plan was to secure the last Box, but now we not only failed to obtain it but also suffered heavy casualties. Even if we eliminated two of Yang Master's generals, what does that matter?"
"Thinking it over carefully confirms that. Moreover, these two generals do not seem to be Yang Master's true backing; there may be even more powerful forces behind them," Death Apostle remarked thoughtfully.
Yang Master has many followers; losing these two would not significantly impact him since the last Yin Master is already dead. The only person who could potentially stand against Yang Master no longer exists, so losing those two might have been expected from their perspective.
As I pondered this, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had never truly escaped Yang Master's control. A deep sense of fear welled up within me.
"By the way, how is Hu Fang doing?" I turned to ask Li Zhisheng.
Li Zhisheng seemed lost in thought and did not hear my question. Instead, Yao Long answered for him: "She doesn't seem to have sustained any serious injuries, but she's still unconscious. She might just need some time to rest."
"That's good to hear... You all haven't eaten in a while either, right? I'll go get something to eat," I said as I stood up and walked alone into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and took out the remaining food, busying myself with preparing a meal.
As I cooked, my mind wandered back to Li Zhisheng. On the surface, he appeared delicate and weak; however, after what happened with his severed hand and now losing his father, it was clear that he was not as fragile as he seemed—he should be regarded as a true tough guy.
But how long could he keep holding on like this? After all, these wounds are unbearable for an ordinary person. If he suppressed too many negative emotions inside him and they suddenly erupted... the consequences would be unimaginable.
In truth, it wasn't just Li Zhisheng; both Death Apostle and Yao Long were also suppressing their inner pain, along with Hu Fang who remained unconscious. Everyone had their own concerns, anxieties, and feelings of sorrow—but they all...
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shed tears. Was it because of Haoyang and Li Yu's departure? Or was I moved by everyone's sentiments? I didn't know; I only felt my tears flowing from the corners of my eyes, sliding down my cheeks and falling onto the cutting board in front of me.
Before long, I had finished cooking the rice and preparing some dishes. While wiping away the traces of tears on my face with my sleeve, I called everyone to eat and brought the food one by one to the dining table.
At the table, no one spoke; they silently ate their white rice as if they didn't even see the dishes in front of them.
"What's wrong? Eat the vegetables too; why just rice?" I urged.
Hearing this, everyone finally reacted. "Yeah, eating... eating..." Li Zhisheng replied absentmindedly.
"Li Zhisheng, this isn't like you. Where's your spirit of entertainment?"
"Isn't it because your cooking is so good that I've forgotten myself?"
"So are you saying my dishes aren't good?"
...
As I ate, I tried to guide the conversation, hoping it would make them feel a bit better.
After dinner, we rested for a while before everyone went to bed early. However, since Hu Fang was still unconscious, everyone decided to take turns watching over Hu Fang to prevent any accidents.
Tonight was Yao Long's turn to keep watch, so I lay alone in bed. At that moment, my heart felt like a bottle of mixed flavors had been overturned; there was an indescribable feeling that made it impossible for me to sleep.
"Forget it; since I can't sleep, I might as well think of something..." I murmured to myself softly and slowly sat up. I rummaged through the place where I had previously set down the Box and found the book "Divine Anomalies Classic: Nine Star Life and Death Diagram."
Holding this not-so-thick book, I turned on the bedside lamp. Under the slightly yellowed light, I looked at the book in front of me and said, "What kind of mysteries are hidden within this? Why do Yang Master's people want to seize this book so badly..."
With that thought, I slowly opened the pages and looked at the lines of text that I couldn't understand at all, feeling utterly perplexed.
I don't know how long it had been, but I felt my eyelids growing heavier, and I was starting to feel a bit drowsy. "Ah~" I let out a deep yawn, "It seems like my old school habit hasn't changed; I get sleepy as soon as I start reading..." With that, I prepared to close the book, *Divine Anomalies Classic*, intending to go to sleep.
But just then, in a daze, I saw the words on the pages begin to tremble on the yellowed paper, and a series of whispers reached my ears.
Suddenly, goosebumps erupted all over my body, followed by a jolt that shook off my drowsiness. "W-what is happening?! Am I hallucinating?" I muttered to myself as I rubbed my eyes with one hand while vigorously shaking my heavy head.
However, after trying to wake myself up, I realized it was all in vain. The words in front of me from *Divine Anomalies Classic: Nine Star Life and Death Diagram* continued to quiver as if they were trying to convey some kind of message.
The whispers in my ears grew louder, and it felt like they were getting closer, almost right beside me.
"What is going on?!" I exclaimed in shock. My hand holding the book trembled, and *Divine Anomalies Classic: Nine Star Life and Death Diagram* fell to the ground with a loud thud.
As the book hit the floor, the open pages snapped shut, and at that moment, the whispers ceased abruptly, leaving an eerie silence around me...
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