In a blink of an eye it is another spring. In a peaceful town at the junction of Ukraine and Romania, a large number of students who come to learn Japanese kendo can still be seen in a well-established gymnasium. Early in the morning, there were students' slogans and the sound of wooden swords waving in the air.
Since the former Patriarch retired, his son took over the Taoist Gymnasium three years ago, and Xu Wangying became the seventh Patriarch of the Xu family.
Since the Ace class was disbanded, everyone went their separate ways, and he was no exception. But he quit his job and took off the badges of his honor. Go back to such an inconspicuous, remote place and inherit your own gym.
Six years ago, when the Federation announced that Dongfang Han was dead, he took over the sword that Dongfang Han gave to Smidt before he left. This result does not seem to surprise him. It seems that her death is already a destined thing. Some are sad, some are desperate, even those who don't know her. Her death has become a topic among the insiders, which also includes her identity. No one thought that she would be the daughter of Dongfang Shaoxiong, the only relative of Canglong in the world.
When Dongfang Han died, there was no one around him, nor did he leave any last words. Therefore, a lot of truth is left out.
Back then, the only thing Xu Wangying could imagine was that she must have been picked up by her sister. This was the best explanation for her disappearance, but this secret was always buried in his heart.
Because even if he said it, people around would definitely not believe it.
After leaving City A, he has never returned in the past six years. Even if Gao Yuan called and invited him back to meet, he refused.
Because he has a lot of things he can't leave, and the reason for keeping him there is no longer there, there is no need to go back.
"Deduction!"
Suddenly the door was knocked.
"Master, let me inform you. The things are ready." It is Yamamoto. He suggested to his father that he would let Yamamoto go home. After all, he is old, and he should have a good old age after having been with the Xu family for so many years. It's time.
But Yamamoto was unwilling to leave here, saying that he was used to staying with them to take care of their father and son, so he hoped that he could fulfill his wish of old age.
Xu Wangying was not an unreasonable person, so he agreed. Moreover, he was relieved to leave Yamamoto to spend his old age with his father.
"Wait, I am here."
Xu Wangying, who was kneeling on the tatami, finished speaking and got up and put the black long sword on his lap back to its original place. He turned around and opened the door in front of him, and said to Yamamoto in front of him, "Father will take care of you."
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Holding a bunch of lilies in his left hand, and holding a basket of her sister's favorite sweets in her right hand. Xu Wangying walked on the road to the buried Xu Wangai cemetery, because today is his sister's memorial day.
The spring in this country seems to be warmer than that in China, with long green grass, and the fresh air with the fragrance of trees and flowers, so it is exceptionally pure and fragrant.
When he was about to walk to the tombstone of Xu Wangai, his footsteps suddenly stopped, because someone had already come one step ahead of him. The woman was sitting in a wheelchair quietly looking at the tombstone in front of her. She was wearing a clean and light purple dress. A gentle breeze was blowing gently, blowing her long white hair in the sun. It looks very soft and elegant like water.
The woman seemed to hear the sound, and turned her head, looking at him with eyes long as water, and a faint smile on her white face slowly raised: "You are late, Eagle."