ated in our last fight. It crushed his spirit, and he's been a shadow of his former self ever since. He locks himself in his room all day, drowning his sorrows in alcohol. This can’t go on forever; I...The night in Xincheng is a dark one, with few stars visible, only a handful.

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The moon wasn't very bright either.

Tonight, most families in the State of Chu were not reunited.

In most of the homes with closed doors, there were men far away in a battlefield, fighting and shedding blood. They were fathers to children, husbands to wives, and sons to parents.

Tonight, I won't be coming back. Perhaps I'll never come back.

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A long silence, boots stepping on the cobblestones, steady and measured.

The two red lanterns had long since been left behind, guarding the festive atmosphere that this day deserved.

Inappropriate stubbornness was abundant, hidden within the houses and buildings bathed in the night. They always remained silent.

“Jian Qiu, how long have you been by my side”

Dong A suddenly asked.

"After I entered the National Institute, I've been following you all along," Li Jianqiu said.

Dong A didn't turn back, walking slowly forward: "Having been by my side for so long, there are some things I haven't kept from you either. With your intelligence, you should have guessed something, right"

Li Jianqiu slowly followed behind, without speaking.

Silence is consent.

Dong Acheng's resolute face moved in the darkness, like a somber reef in a black wave.

"Hate me" he asked.

But he didn't even look back at Li Jianqiu's expression, because he already had the answer to this question.

Li Jianqiu's footsteps paused for a moment, but he still continued to follow.

His steps became much heavier.

"I have hated." He said.

"Have you ever thought about killing me"

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After Dong'a finished asking this question, he immediately shook his head, asking and answering himself: "You can't kill me."

He added, “You can't kill me either.”

He was so sure, so calmly walking ahead, not at all thinking there would be any danger behind him.

‘Killing me’ and ‘being unable to kill me’ have two different meanings.

Li Jianqiu understood. He didn't speak, only tightened his grip on the sword.

"Because compared to your own loves and hates, you love this country more." Dong A sighed for some reason and said, "That's why I chose you."

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Li Jianqiu's sword is named Taohua.

Peach blossoms will bloom in spring.

Tonight is the last night of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is New Year's Day.

Is tomorrow New Year's Day

He hesitated for a moment.

Holding the branch of a peach, feeling the "breath" of the sword, I finally felt truly alive.

The past of Maple City, like a nightmare, often resurfaces when the night is deep and quiet. He frequently feels as if he has not woken up, but rather lives in a false dream.

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Only the peach branch allowed him to touch reality.

"Perhaps." Li Jianqiu clutched the peach branch tightly and said, "Perhaps I am foolish, not knowing what is right and what is wrong. Perhaps my soul is not clear-headed, only able to be manipulated by others."

His tone was very mournful.

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Dong A didn't say whether it was right or wrong, nor did he tell him if it was right or wrong. He just asked, "Do you know why the teacher didn't hide the truth from you and let you know about that"

Li Jianqiu lowered his eyes: "I don't know."

Dong A had always been an upright and incorruptible person, acting fairly and cherishing his reputation. Although he had long accepted Dong A as his direct disciple and kept him by his side, he usually referred to himself as "Ben Xiang" or "Ben Guan," never using the familiar term "Teacher."

Li Jianqiu felt a little uncomfortable.

Dong A was still walking forward, just like he had been during his tenure, always working, always moving.

He followed the trajectory inherent to his life, steadfast, persistent, and disciplined.

He said, “I don’t mind if you hate me. When I am of no use to the country, I don’t mind if you kill me.”

"Your Majesty and the Prime Minister both see Zhu Wei as the future, they have high hopes for him. But in my view, Zhu Wei is too self-centered, only you understand the meaning of sacrifice. Sacrifice is a sacred quality, it is the foundation for greatness."

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"Jian Qiu, regarding the previous matter, I do not agree with His Majesty and Duke Du's ideas. Some things cannot be concealed. Deception is never the best choice."

Perhaps I am right, perhaps I am wrong.

"But if one day, the entire nation of Zhuang falls into darkness. You are the ember I have kept for this land."

Li Jianqiu clutched his sword tightly, not knowing how to respond.

Dong A also didn't wait for his response, perhaps with anticipation... but he didn't wait too long.

“There is an urgent matter for you to handle.”

Dong A directly took out a black square token from his bosom and handed it to Li Jianqiu: "Now go to Zhuang Mo front line and give this token to the Grand Chief hidden there. He knows what to do."

Li Jianqiu received the token and hadn't had time to digest what had just been said.

Once again, Dong A urged, "Military situation is urgent, hurry up!"

Li Jianqiu then rose to his feet, turned in mid-air, and flew towards Zhuang Mo's front line. He quickly disappeared into the endless night.

Dong A stood alone, on the deserted street, and did not walk any further.

There's still a long road ahead, but he just stopped here.

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“Come out,” he said.

Clouds quietly gathered, hiding the moon.

The streets grow darker.

The more it became dark, the more obscure it turned.

A youth wielding a sword emerged from the corner of the street, pulling down his concealing garment. He stared intently at Dong'a's retreating figure.

"I wonder where it came from..."

Dong'a turned around and across the long street, saw the boy's figure. "It's you."

He had long since discovered that someone was lurking, but he couldn't find out where the person was.

Such a elusive adversary, if not targeted, could cause greater destruction in Xin'an City.

That's why he went out alone, giving the other party a chance to reveal the opponent hiding in the dark.

He wanted to solve the enemy problem himself, shouldering the danger as a viceroy. Because now, New An City was truly emptier than ever before, and he knew this better than anyone.

He was confident in his own abilities, but he had also made preparations for the unfortunate possibility of dying in battle. At this time, in the state of Zhuang, the only people who could be the backbone were him and the chief of the Criminal Investigation Department. Seeing that black square token, the chief of the Criminal Investigation Department would naturally know what to do.

During this process, he did not give Li Jianqiu any hints. Because once he did, Li Jianqiu would be seen as a variable and would very likely be killed first. He knew that the enemy in the shadows must have been watching his every move.

He could have used Li Jianqiu to gain an advantage, but he didn't want to do that anymore. At least not for himself.

He thought the opponent could be from Yongguo, or Mo Guo, or even Lu Guo and Qingjiang Shui Fu, it was all possible.

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No alliance can be truly trusted.

But he truly didn't expect it to be Jiang Wang.

He personally took him into the inner courtyard of Fenglin City Daoist Academy, Jiang Wang.

The boy who was betrayed by his brother and avenged their feud in a duel to the death.

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The boy who disregarded his own safety and entrusted him with his faith.

That young man who mistook himself for the disciple of Bai Gu Dao, with red eyes he confessed to him...

He is alive.

As night deepened, it felt as though the darkness itself was about to tip over.

It seems like the whole sky is pressing down on people's hearts.

On the long street, former master and disciple stood at opposite ends.

Perhaps it was the darkness of night, or perhaps the silence that enveloped everything. The long street stretched before them like an abyss, swallowing all light and emotion, making the distance between the two feel unbearably vast.

“Teacher, long time no see,” Jiang Wang said.

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