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Chapter 16: The Two of Us (asking for monthly ticket)
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In the kendo class of the Children's Palace, the light from outside the window shone into the lounge. The colorful neon lights stimulated the eyes, causing Chu Zihang to open his eyes.

The sound of knocking on the window reached my ears, very light, as if someone was afraid of waking up the sleepy child.

The lights in the lounge were not on. When Chu Zihang dragged his aching body back, the sky outside was still bright, but now it was dark in front of him.

Click.

The door to the lounge was opened a crack, and Qi Xiuyuan quietly peeked in. Seeing Chu Zihang already awake, he simply pushed the door open and walked in, smiling, "How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

"Ah."

Ignoring the aching feeling in his body, Chu Zihang felt his head swelling. He lowered his head and rubbed his temples, whispering, "How long have I slept? How is Teacher Yuan?"

When he was sparring with Qi Xiuyuan before, he really exhausted all his strength. His eyes and muscles were stinging. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and took a nap.

"Hey, don't look at that old man's age, he's actually very strong. On the way to the hospital, he kept bragging to me about his romantic experiences when he was young."

While complaining, Qi Xiuyuan walked to the window and opened the curtains. What came into view was the tall buildings reflecting the fine drizzle.

"By the way, you were sleeping so soundly that I couldn't wake you up. If I hadn't made sure you were still breathing, I would have thought I had beaten you to death." He turned and looked at Chu Zihang and joked.

"..."

Chu Zihang felt helpless and raised his hand to shake it.

Although there is still obvious soreness, I can also feel a sense of strength, as if the broken muscles have grown back, becoming more solid, tough and powerful.

After learning swordplay for so long, this is the first time he has made such a significant improvement, but the improvement still needs some effort.

"Teacher Yuan said before..."

As if thinking of something, Chu Zihang looked up at Qi Xiuyuan, and after a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Your sword drank blood. What does that mean? And your swordsmanship and acting skills have suddenly improved. Is that also because..."

In order not to affect Qi Xiuyuan's attitude towards Yuan Yixin, he had kept these questions in his heart and did not ask them.

"Maybe it's because I killed a chicken yesterday."

Qi Xiuyuan responded jokingly, but seeing Chu Zihang still staring at him calmly, he could only sigh and said calmly: "Three years ago, those four gangster robbers who were sent to prison by you and me."

"They were released from prison a while ago, and the first thing they did was go to that internet cafe. I happened to be there with my friends, and that's when they started targeting me."

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, then he found the memory that he didn't care about from the corner deep in his memory and thought of those four people.

It was the first day that he and Qi Xiuyuan officially became his apprentices. It was a gloomy and rainy day just like today. The two people who were not very familiar with each other were silently taking shelter from the rain at the door of the Internet cafe.

As a result, he ran into four thugs who had just robbed money and ran out of the Internet cafe. When he heard the Internet cafe owner shouting robbery, Chu Zihang subconsciously held a bamboo sword and blocked the four people.

Chu Zihang still remembered Qi Xiuyuan's surprised look when he glanced at the sharpened knives in the hands of the four thugs, then turned to look at him, as if to say, "Brother, have you always been this brave?"

At that time, they were only in the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school, and the four people in front of them were knife-wielding "criminals". His subconscious actions could indeed be described as bold and reckless.

Later, the incident somehow got to the school, and the rumor even evolved into that the two of them took wooden sticks and worked together to beat the four knife-wielding gangsters into a pulp.

Perhaps because he is one year older than Qi Xiuyuan, he is the "male lead" in this rumor.

But Chu Zihang actually knew very well that his talent was not so incredible that he could subdue four adult gangsters with knives with just a bamboo sword at the age of twelve or thirteen.

Even when one of them rushed in front of him, waving a knife and about to stab him, Qi Xiuyuan, who had been watching coldly, suddenly took action.

He used the bamboo sword to accurately hit one of them on the wrist, causing his palm to go numb before he was able to snatch a knife. Then he turned around and stabbed him in the right chest, leaving the other three stunned.

Chu Zihang didn't know what expression he had at the time, and perhaps no one would have noticed it. But he saw the expression on Qi Xiuyuan's face, and even to this day, it is still vivid in his memory.

The boy holding the dagger stood quietly in front of him, looking at the man who stumbled towards him, and gently extended the black blade of the dagger in his hand.

It seemed that because the opponent's attack itself carried huge kinetic energy, to outsiders it seemed more like the man himself bumped into the blade than that the boy stabbed him.

But Chu Zihang, who was closest to him, saw the boy draw a straight line with the knife upwards until it was close to the neck.

As for why he didn't cut the other person's neck in one breath, it might be because he was not tall enough at the time, and his arm reach could only just reach that position, or it might be because there was someone watching.

That delicate and handsome childish face was so calm, and the blade that cut into his chest was as simple as cutting open a drum with a knife. The only thing that contradicted the calmness was the bloody chest that was cut open.

A fountain of blood gushed out from under the drum, splashing onto the boy's delicate and tender face. The bloody flesh and internal organs were exposed to the air, forming a strong contrast with the beautiful and calm expression on the boy's face.

Chu Zihang even remembered that he was also splashed with blood while standing behind him. The boy turned his head and seemed to feel a little sorry, with an apologetic and amused smile on his face.

It's like a bad kid who plays with ketchup but accidentally squeezes it and splashes it on his friend's face, feeling sorry but unable to help laughing.

But that smile was so short-lived that Chu Zihang thought he was hallucinating.

When he came to his senses, the expression on the boy's face had turned into astonishment and fear. He stood there blankly looking at the screaming thugs, as if he had not expected the bloody and horrifying scene in front of him.

But now it seems that maybe it wasn't an illusion.

"..."

Qi Xiuyuan didn't mention what happened to the four people, and Chu Zihang didn't ask, let alone say anything more. He just sighed after a moment of silence and said, "Do you need my help?"

Qi Xiuyuan smiled, shook his head to indicate that it didn't matter, and then abruptly changed the subject: "It's late, do you want to go eat?"

goooo...

As if in response to Qi Xiuyuan's words, Chu Zihang felt his stomach twitching slightly, and his stomach groaned at a very opportune time, as if venting its dissatisfaction with hunger.

It was the first time that Chu Zihang experienced the feeling of "empty stomach" so vividly.

No wonder he felt a little dizzy when he woke up. It was probably because the glucose level in his blood had dropped. If he didn't eat something to fill his stomach, his body would start to break down fat and protein.

"I'm looking for a car."

Chu Zihang nodded, took out his cell phone, looked at "Dad" and another number without a note in the address book, hesitated for a moment, and finally dialed "Dad's" number.

"..."

After a brief and concise exchange, Chu Zihang hung up the phone, looked at Qi Xiuyuan and said, "Wait a moment, my father asked the driver to pick me up."

Qi Xiuyuan, who knew the other man's family, raised an eyebrow, as if he understood the meaning of his expression. Chu Zihang seemed to be defending the man and said, "He doesn't have time..."

But even he himself did not believe this excuse. What could happen to the man who just ate and waited for death every day? The only explanation was that he had forgotten it just like before.

Then, a hint of self-mockery flashed across Chu Zihang's eyes. He was too lazy to explain and stood up without saying a word and pushed open the door of the lounge.

Click.

The crowd that had been bustling around and enthusiastically signing up at noon had dispersed, and the spacious gymnasium, which could accommodate a hundred people, had become a little deserted. However, the two figures standing at the door were extremely conspicuous.

When Chu Zihang saw the blue police uniforms on the two men, his pupils shrank subconsciously.

Were they discovered so soon?

(End of this chapter)