Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Sangbo: Hahaha, Danfeng's comments are sharp!]

[Xu Zhao: Hmm~~ I've got an idea for the relationships between these characters! A seemingly indifferent but actually deeply etched-in-his-heart powerful man. A seemingly escapist but actually holding onto every detail of his past. A beautiful, strong, and tragic figure who can't help but weep alone in bed whenever he recalls the beautiful, seemingly oblivious moments before that earth-shattering battle… Haha, this is sure to be a bestseller! Then I'll release some cute little green dragon merchandise, wow, instant riches are just around the corner!]

[March 7th: No, I was just looking at the screen and laughing like an idiot, why did you suddenly stab me? Wouldn't it be better to just let me be silly to the end?]

[Phantom Image: Little girl, I've been there. Remember, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Besides, it seems your train is full of these melancholic, gravity-dependent types, right? You'll get used to it.]

[Star: It seems...it really is? Could the Last King also be considered one?]

[March 7th: Although what she said seemed to make some sense, I'm just so angry.]

[Puri's Strategy: What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but it won't make you rich!]

[Star: Well said, Ms. Xu Zhao. I wish you great success in your sales, and... please pay your royalties on time.]

[Phantom Image: Huh? Does such a thing really exist in the world?]

Jing Yuan dismissed Dan Feng's opening remarks: "You've come at the perfect time; everyone's been waiting for you. Why don't you punish yourself with three drinks?"

Danfeng put one hand on his hip, shook his head with a slightly troubled expression, and said, "Spare me, haven't I suffered enough at the ancient seaside?"

He cleared his throat and brought them some good news: "I have persuaded the Dragon Masters that a Cloud-Singing Warrior will personally go to the front lines to fight alongside our army in this battle."

[Fireworks: Our army? That's quite a statement. You really don't consider yourself a true master. You already see yourself as part of the Cloud Cavalry, as one of our brothers, right?]

[Mirror Flow: Deep affection is short-lived; any beautiful thing, once taken to extremes, will only lead to a terrible outcome.]

Ying Xing's expression brightened, and he turned to look at the most cunning person in the area: "It seems that your plan to deal with the [Ji Du Mirage] can be put into action, Jing Yuan."

Jing Yuan nodded: "Thank you for overcoming everyone's objections, Danfeng."

With the plan finalized, Yingxing felt a pang of anxiety for Danheng: "I didn't expect those dragon masters to actually give in. After this battle, they will surely..."

Danfeng nodded solemnly: "Countless members of the Vidyadhara clan will surely go and never return, never having the chance to shed their scales and be reborn. Everyone knows this."

"However, if one does not share joys and sorrows, one cannot become a member of the alliance's destiny, but merely a bystander to the suffering of others."

"We all know this," Jingliu said, pouring out the clear, sweet spring water. "This is why we've gathered here. Come, raise a glass, everyone. This isn't a farewell toast..."

"It is a tribute to those soldiers who will never return, a tribute to our comrades."

The party proceeded smoothly, while Danfeng watched quietly beside Danheng, as if from another world.

a long time.

"Sigh..." Danfeng let out a long breath, walked up to "himself", looked at the phantom of the memory for a moment, and then disappeared into thin air.

He became the only one in the area with a red maple leaf, joining this gathering that he had hoped would have taken a different turn countless times.

After drinking the wine used in the oath-taking ceremony, Jing Yuan looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, my reckless plan must have put a lot of pressure on you."

"Don't say such things." Danfeng spoke with difficulty, his words exactly the same as before, but in his mindset, he was no longer the ambitious young Dragon Lord of yesteryear, but a guilty person burdened with guilt.

[Hanabi: Absolutely! Compared to what he did later, it's nothing.]

Danfeng's eyes were filled with sorrow, and she suppressed her heartache as she asked, "If our positions were reversed, no matter how chaotic my plans were, you would still support me, wouldn't you?"

Jing Yuan laughed heartily: "Ha, of course, but don't go too far."

The image of Jingyuan in my memory vanished in an instant.

Turning back, Jingliu chimed in, "When you make such a decision, there will always be people asking you, 'Is it worth it?'...and you will repeatedly ask yourself the same question."

As if she had encountered something extraordinary, she completely abandoned her earlier teasing tone towards Ying Xing: "Do you know how to answer this kind of question?"

Danfeng's expression suddenly hardened: "I will not answer. I will prove it."

Jingliu nodded, turned and left: "That's right, I will answer with the force of my weapon."

"Thank you, Danfeng!" Yingxing shouted, rubbing his head, his face beaming. "Thank you, Jingyuan! Thank you, Jingliu! Thank you, Baiheng, who's disappeared somewhere!"

Danfeng retorted mercilessly, "You drunkard, you think you can get drunk just from drinking spring water?"

"Hmph!" Ying Xing exclaimed with great pride, "I just feel exhilarated! It's as satisfying as forging a masterpiece weapon!"

He raised his cup and recited: "[I'd rather be a firefly drawn to a flame than a tree that remains forever young]... In the past, I've always felt this way from the bottom of my heart. But, thanks to meeting you all, I've never felt so truly alive before."

He patted Danheng on the shoulder and excitedly confided, "I've never wanted to live even a moment longer—"

Danfeng's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes inexplicably trembled.

Ying Xing laughed heartily and shook his head: "No, you can't say that! Hmm~ Hahahaha!!!"

The last figure vanished silently. Only Danfeng, her heart breaking, remained.

These memories are heartbreaking for him, every time he recalls them.

But he couldn't help it...

Even though things have changed and people are no longer the same, the flames that were planted by no one in those years still burn faintly in our hearts.

"..." In the end, only a sigh remained.

[Star: No! Why are there fast and slow knives? She laughed for a moment, then started crying.]

[Fu Xuan: Indeed, it's hard to say. This isn't a rallying ceremony; it's clearly the three of them turning the wheel of fate. These few words have all come true... even more dramatically!]

[Yao Guang: One person caused a great disaster, one person cleaned up the mess, one person held a sword with only hatred in his hand, and one person was living a life worse than death, unable to die even if he wanted to.]

Jingyuan: "Making a vow without reason will bring disaster." Fate is truly unpredictable.

[Fireworks: Who invented flags anyway? They're incredibly destructive.]

Dan Heng silently approached Dan Feng from behind and said softly, "It's over..."

Danfeng sighed and said, "You know perfectly well what happened to those five people afterward."

He straightened his posture and met Dan Heng's gaze: "So, now that Xinghe and March 7th have also left you, do you understand?"

Danfeng's eyes were sharp, and his fists were clenched tightly: "Losing a close friend who shares weal and woe is absolutely not a victory; it's just a defeat that torments you for life. I will never accept such a fate."

Dan Heng remained silent.

He understood perfectly well; just as Danfeng had said before, he was repeating the same mistakes! The only fortunate thing was that he hadn't finished his journey yet, and he still had a fork in the road to choose from.