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"That's settled then. If you feel any discomfort or if any confusing memories come back, make sure to contact me immediately. Uh, you can use this phone now, right?" After escorting Feng Lin to the entrance of their school, Yang Xiaoyou reminded her once more.
She found it somewhat amusing when she said the last part. The Freak, who devoted nearly all her energy to swordsmanship, was completely clueless about electronic devices.
The first phone Yang Xiaoyou bought for her had never been charged since she got it; it was merely kept as a decorative item. It looked as good as new, but because it was often cleaned with water, it had a pristine appearance.
"Mm."
Hearing Yang Xiaoyou's words, Feng Lin nodded seriously before turning to walk into the campus.
After watching her go, Yang Xiaoyou turned around as well. However, what he didn't notice was that Feng Lin, who should have walked inside, had instead stopped in a shaded area, staring playfully at his back until he disappeared from view.
"Hmph, back then my decisive action was just lucky timing; I happened to run into help. Otherwise, I might have been the only one to escape."
Just as he reached the dormitory entrance and hadn’t even stepped inside yet, Yang Xiaoyou heard Fang Jinke's self-aggrandizing voice.
Initially, he had run away with remarkable decisiveness and without a hint of hesitation. Normally, ordinary people would feel some guilt upon seeing others in distress.
But judging by the tone of his fellow now, he seemed not only devoid of guilt but also proud of it, appearing quite smug as if boasting about his judgment. This truly made him a unique character.
However, in contrast to his exceptional nature under such circumstances, he managed to live more easily than others, able to avoid certain crises without any psychological burdens.
Once Yang Xiaoyou entered the dormitory, the other two who had been listlessly listening to Fang Jinke's chatter suddenly showed signs of abnormality.
Liu Shaoqiang's reaction was merely slightly stiffened while Wang Xincheng's response was much more intense; his body trembled involuntarily as if he were somewhat frightened.
Given this honest kid's personality, after witnessing such a bloody scene, he truly couldn't maintain his composure.
Of course, Yang Xiaoyou had saved him back then. Although his body instinctively felt fear, there was no rejection; he simply remained cautious not to offend the one who could single-handedly fend off the Silver Giant Wolf.
Glancing at Wang Xincheng made Yang Xiaoyou sigh. Indeed, creatures like Huang Wei and those with thick skin were quite rare. Given the current situation, it seemed unlikely that true friendship would develop between them; an honest kid would always be just that—an honest kid.
However, due to recent news and changes that had occurred, he estimated that he wouldn't be able to stay here much longer. Even if successful in his endeavors, he wasn't sure if he'd return.
"Hey Liu Shaoqiang, I need a favor from you. Are you free?" Ignoring the chubby fellow who was constantly showing off in the dormitory, Yang Xiaoyou turned to Liu Shaoqiang.
Upon hearing this address, Liu Shaoqiang couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Although Yang Xiaoyou's tone was 'please' and phrased as a question with 'are you free?', how could he dare refuse?
If Wang Xincheng was completely shocked by the visual impact of what happened earlier, Liu Shaoqiang—who delved deeply into martial arts and understood its implications—had completely regarded Yang Xiaoyou as someone beyond human capabilities!
At the same time, it was not just a matter of personal strength; one could tell from the military's attitude that any talk of disciplinary action was nothing but nonsense.
"Digging up graves? What’s that about? Is there something I don’t know? Come on, let’s hear it. We’re going to be in the same dormitory for four years, after all," Fang Jinke, who had always been curious about gossip, seemed to have sensed something unusual and approached Yang Xiaoyou with curiosity.
Hearing the phrase "share hardships" from him left Yang Xiaoyou feeling somewhat petrified. It wasn’t that she was particularly thick-skinned; it was just that at this point, the situation had escalated beyond mere embarrassment.
"Mind your own business. Are we going out or not? Have you eaten?" Liu Shaoqiang clearly did not want anyone lingering around this topic. He spoke sharply and then turned to Yang Xiaoyou.
Since the military training had ended earlier than expected and the students had been greatly 'shocked,' they still had some time to relax before things got busy again.
Although Yang Xiaoyou had already eaten, she certainly wouldn’t turn down a meal if someone was treating. Nodding in agreement, she stood up and followed Liu Shaoqiang out.
Fang Jinke realized he might have stepped on the nerves of the cold-faced guy he had long disliked, but after receiving a fierce glare, he didn’t dare follow them to mooch off their meal.
His thick skin couldn’t stop him, but he was afraid of getting beaten up. He was well aware of Liu Shaoqiang's strength and certainly wouldn’t be foolish enough to provoke him.
"I thought I had hidden myself well in the past. Now that I’ve completely changed my identity to start anew, I didn’t expect you to still find me out. I wonder what I can help you with; I do owe you a life-saving favor," Liu Shaoqiang finally broke the silence as they walked along a less crowded path.
Clearly, he didn’t want to get too deeply involved with Yang Xiaoyou; this was purely an act of gratitude.
"No matter how well you hide, even if you go to a temple or monastery for fasting and purification, that kind of dead energy from dealing with corpses for a long time will still seep into your bones. Although I didn’t guess your identity when we first met, after spending some time together, I could probably figure it out based on your habits and inherent temperament," Yang Xiaoyou replied without holding back.
It was evident that Liu Shaoqiang had been in the tomb raiding business for quite some time—perhaps even as a non-official archaeologist with a rather unique background.
Of course, everyone has their own secrets and pasts. Who could compare their secrets to their own? After realizing it back then, she had no intention of exposing him; those who needed to know would find out eventually. Perhaps he would even retire from such activities—there was no need to reopen old wounds.
However, at this moment, Yang Xiaoyou needed to approach him actively due to her own requirements.
The jade pendant Feng Lin had given her was still well-preserved, but having just one wouldn’t change her dire situation; she needed a substantial stockpile now.
The only way to gather such powerful artifacts quickly was undoubtedly through collecting them from ancient burial goods. Various Tomb Raiding Groups should have plenty of stock on hand.
With family matters over the weekend, everyone should focus on what’s important moving forward—no need to wait around any longer.
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