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In the corner of the staircase, surrounded by the sound of gunfire outside, the atmosphere of conversation felt strangely eerie.
"We might as well change our location. I always feel that this kind of place isn't suitable for a delicate girl like me," Qing Qiu Bai said with a hint of playfulness, her gaze shifting to Wenming, her cheeks flushing slightly.
Jufeng nodded, thinking that since Zhan Xingzi could navigate through the heavily fortified Huankezhao with ease, he must be quite familiar with this area. "Please lead the way," he said.
Zhan Xingzi turned to lead Qing Qiu Bai away, with Jufeng and Wenming following closely behind. They quickly distanced themselves from the war-torn area.
The corridor twisted and turned, its design intricate. While Jufeng and Wenming had previously stuck to the main path, Zhan Xingzi now took them along a winding route that led deeper into the shadows.
After turning down what appeared to be an abandoned staircase, he pushed open a dust-covered door, revealing another scene inside.
As the four of them walked together, Zhan Xingzi suddenly turned to Wenming and said, "My wife admires you greatly. If you have some time, why not give her an autograph?"
Wenming raised an eyebrow at this unexpected request. He clearly hadn't anticipated that a married man could speak so calmly about his wife's admiration for another man, and it sounded surprisingly harmonious.
Though directed at Wenming, Zhan Xingzi's words prompted a polite response from him, given his typically reserved nature. "No problem," he replied succinctly.
Feeling that the conversation had taken on a teasing tone and wanting to lighten the mood during their otherwise dull walk, Jufeng chimed in. "Miss Qing, I think I'm even more outstanding than Wenming. Just look at him—so dull and uninteresting. A man should be witty and humorous. Why not admire me instead?"
Qing Qiu Bai arched her brows slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowing as she revealed a captivating smile directed at Jufeng. "Why would I need to admire Feng Shao? There are few girls and young women on Earth who are infatuated with him. I'm afraid I wouldn't stand a chance against them; it's better to admire someone like Wenming."
Jufeng admired Qing Qiu Bai's response; she truly was a proud daughter from a prominent family. On the surface, she seemed to be praising herself, but in reality, she was complimenting Wenming.
The distinction between 'the masses' and 'the crowd' is far more complex than it appears. The masses often imply something common or superficial, while 'the crowd' suggests a refined taste. Only things of true quality deserve scrutiny, while one can afford to be a bit frivolous in their own demeanor.
Jufeng understood the meaning behind Qing Qiu Bai's words, but instead of feeling annoyed, he felt quite pleased. He said to Zhan Xingzi, "Brother Zhan, you really have found a good wife."
Zhan Xingzi smiled lightly, still somewhat frivolous, and replied, "Not as good as Feng Shao."
At the end of the road stood a window about half a meter square, with extremely thick glass that appeared to be bulletproof.
"I suppose this is where I leave you. No need to thank me, but this favor must be remembered. I hope you will keep today in mind for future collaborations," Zhan Xingzi said calmly, holding Qing Qiu Bai's delicate hand with an air of elegance, his frivolity somewhat restrained.
Jufeng nodded and glanced out the window. The glass was covered in dust, but he could faintly see the street outside. Compared to the bustling thoroughfare, it seemed much quieter.
Confirming the safety outside, Jufeng's gaze returned to Zhan Xingzi.
"To speak frankly, your judgment today is quite impressive, truly!"
Upon hearing this, Qing Qiu Bai couldn't help but cover her face and chuckle softly.
Zhan Xingzi's eyes brightened slightly as he remarked with mild surprise, "I didn't expect you to be in such good spirits. Now I can rest easy. I hope you can leave this city filled with sin and return one day. I genuinely look forward to collaborating with you."
Jufeng thought that since Zhan Xingzi was here, it was impossible for Shangguan Wangyu not to know. This was Shangguan Wangyu's territory, so helping him leave might provoke Shangguan Wangyu's hostility.
Although the two were already at odds with each other, this confrontation was because of him, and he felt somewhat guilty about it.
"Um, after we leave..."
Before Jufeng could finish his sentence, Zhan Xingzi quickly pulled out something resembling a lighter from his pocket, interrupting him.
"My matters can be resolved naturally. I doubt someone about to escape has any right to worry about me."
Jufeng took the lighter and handed it to Wenming, then shrugged noncommittally.
Wenming opened the lighter and slowly began to heat the edges of the bulletproof glass. Before long, a crisp sound echoed as cracks appeared around it.
Jufeng pondered for a moment, but ultimately fell silent.
They were on the third floor, over ten meters above the ground. However, for Jufeng and Civilization, who still had good stamina from their battles, it was easy to navigate.
Without a sound, Jufeng was the first to push open the glass and leap out quietly.
After a moment, Civilization thought for a while and then opened the lighter again.
This multifunctional flame lighter produced by Huankezhao could adjust the flame temperature to a precise scale of 0.1, with a range of over a hundred degrees Celsius.
Civilization set it to an appropriate temperature that wouldn’t damage his clothes, then took off his shirt and burned his name onto a piece of paper with the lighter, imprinting it onto the fabric before handing it to Qing Qiu Bai.
Qing Qiu Bai’s eyes sparkled with gratitude as he accepted the shirt.
Then Civilization leaped out through the open window.
After the two disappeared, Zhan Xingzi and Qing Qiu Bai stood silently by the window, sharing a wordless harmony.
Before long, a figure appeared before them—it was Shangguan Wangyu.
“Star, it’s been a while. You still enjoy surprising people like this.”
Shangguan Wangyu’s gaze slowly swept over the two of them before lingering for a moment on the shirt in Qing Qiu Bai's hands. He then kindly addressed Zhan Xingzi.
However, for some reason, upon hearing Shangguan Wangyu's affectionate words, Zhan Xingzi frowned slightly. No longer playful, he seemed rather annoyed.
“Your Highness flatters me. It is you who should forgive my intrusion into Universal Building.”
Zhan Xingzi's voice was somewhat cold, and Qing Qiu Bai beside him revealed a hint of worry in his expression.
Hearing this, Shangguan Wangyu sighed deeply before slowly saying, “Back when the three of us played here together, carefree and innocent—those were such good times. It’s just a pity that it seems we can never return to those days.”
Shangguan Wangyu's face also appeared wistful, but it did not seem to move Zhan Xingzi at all.
In those years, Shangguan, Cao Ke, and Star were close companions, spending countless joyful days in the Huankezhao building. However, as they grew older, they found themselves unable to stand on the same path regarding many choices, leading to the current Situation.
Zhan Xingzi remained silent for two minutes, reminiscing about the past and severing ties.
Then he resolutely turned away.
The figures of Zhan Xingzi and Qing Qiu Bai vanished, and Shangguan Wangyu's expression of longing suddenly turned icy cold.
Like a shard of ice!
"You chose this path yourself; you cannot blame me for disregarding our past friendship."
(To be continued)
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