In the villa,
"Are you okay..." Charles saw the old man walk out of the basement with a crutch. He was worried that the old man would be devastated by this matter, so he immediately went up to him.
"Everything was his own choice..." The old man shook his head and refused Charles's help. He walked to the sofa with the crutch and slowly sat down.
"He was still sure that he didn't do anything wrong until the last moment of his life..."
"This can be considered as wholeheartedly walking the path he chose..."
Hearing this,
Charles just stood by the side to accompany the old man. He didn't express any opinions on this matter. Obviously, he was very clear that his identity was like a bodyguard. If he expressed his own opinion on this matter... it would be considered overstepping his boundaries.
After all, even if the person in the basement was wrong, he was still the student that the old man valued the most in the past.
Moreover..,
The people here all said, 'A teacher for a day, a father for life.' He was just an ordinary bodyguard. Even if his opinion was correct... what did it matter?
If the old man didn't ask...
He didn't want others to think that he was very concerned about these trivial matters...
So..,
Charles and the old man became increasingly silent amidst the old man's sadness...
A moment later..,
The movement from the basement immediately attracted the attention of the two of them.
They saw that the two men in white coats who had brushed shoulders with the old man and entered the basement were already carrying a stretcher covered with a white cloth. When they were about to leave... they carried the stretcher and stopped in front of the old man.
"Arrange everything properly..." Seeing this, the old man didn't reach out to lift the white cloth to confirm the identity of the deceased. He only glanced at the student who was no longer breathing on the stretcher and waved his hand to instruct,
"To the outside world... just say that it's a serious illness that can't be cured."
"Old leader..." one of the men in the white coat said. It sounded like he was no longer a young man.
"Isn't it a bit too childish to say that to the outside world..."
Charles heard the voice and looked at the man in the white coat who spoke. Based on his voice, he guessed that the other party was around 50 to 60 years old. However, due to the limitations of his voice... there was no way to make a more accurate judgment.
He was wearing a white coat, a hat, and a mask to hide his identity. His voice sounded so unfamiliar...
Charles couldn't help but look at the old man on the sofa when he thought of this. This was the first time he had seen such a professional hidden chess piece for the old man to control other than himself and the ordinary people in charge of the residential area's security.
More importantly …
As ordinary people, these two people in white coats were actually able to bypass their peers who were in charge of security day and night. They were dressed so conspicuously yet still managed to sneak into the residential area without making a sound ….
With this level of skill, he could definitely be considered an expert among experts among ordinary people!
After all, what kind of place was this?
Even though they were incomparably weak ordinary people in the eyes of the Mutants, how could they possibly be ordinary security guards in the eyes of ordinary people when they were qualified to be transferred to be in charge of the peripheral security work …
"Child's play …" The old man looked at the man in the white coat who dared to question him. Not only did he not get angry when he was in a bad mood, he instead shook his head and explained with a gentle expression.
"An accident is an accident. There's no such thing as child's play …"
"No matter how high one's status is, one is still a mortal. Life, old age, sickness, and death is human nature …"
"For those who aren't willing to believe, no matter how reasonable the explanation is, they will still think that there must be some inside story …"
Hearing this,
"I see …"
The man in the white coat who spoke just now didn't say anything else. Instead, he nodded at the old man with nostalgia in his eyes.
"Old leader, seeing that you're still the same as before, we're relieved …"
"I promise that the arrangements made after Little Zhou's death won't disappoint you …"
"Hmm …" In Charles's eyes, the old man's trust in the two men in white coats in front of him had obviously exceeded the trust between the other party and Zhou Hong. It made him even more suspicious of the true identity of the two men in white coats.
However, considering his own identity, he finally buried his doubts in the bottom of his heart and didn't really ask about this obviously unspeakable secret.
"Yo, this Xiao Hei is not bad …" On the contrary, the man in the white coat who spoke just now, after noticing Charles' silence, couldn't help but look over with admiration.
"A foreign Qi Cultivator actually knows the rules … How rare!"
"As a bodyguard …" The old man nodded in agreement. "This child is undoubtedly qualified …"
"It's just that his bloodline is more or less too eye-catching …"
"Tsk …" The man in the white coat shook his head disapprovingly. "What era is it now? Things like birth are not as important as before, so as long as there are no big problems … Thoughts are definitely more important than birth. After all, comrades are far more precious than compatriots."
"However …"
"Thinking about it, in today's world, compared to the era of the past … There are really a lot of yellow skinned disloyal ingrates."
At this point..,
The man in the white coat didn't care whether the corpse on the stretcher was comfortable or not. He held the two iron frames that supported the stretcher with one hand and patted Charles' shoulder a few times, saying,
"Young man, do your best …"
"Since you have the talent to train your Qi, your skills are naturally much stronger than ours. The safety of the old leader in the future … will depend on you."
"…" Charles couldn't help but be a little stunned by this. He didn't expect the other party to be so 'impudent'. He didn't care at all whether he had overstepped his boundaries in front of the old man.
Seeing this..,
The old man also smiled helplessly and shook his head. "Alright, most of you have already retreated. I just couldn't find anyone else I could trust, so I had no choice but to call you back to help …"
"Since you've already retreated, don't worry about it anymore. After you've settled Little Zhou's funeral, you can go back to where you came from. In the future, just worry about your descendants …"
Hearing this..,
"Alright, then you take care too …" The man in the white coat nodded and retracted his arm. He once again grabbed the rather heavy stretcher behind him.
"If it really doesn't work …"
"I think it's time for you to find a chance to really retire and enjoy your life. Don't always say that you can't find a suitable successor. Anyway, your descendants will have their own blessings … You've already done enough."
After saying that..,
The two men in white coats bowed deeply to the old man. Then, under Charles' still deeply puzzled gaze, they carried the stretcher in their hands and left the villa without saying a word.
"Go back …" the old man watched the two men in white coats leave for a long time. He didn't care about Charles, who obviously couldn't understand this matter. Then, he stood up with his walking stick and walked towards the door of the villa.
"…" Charles looked at the old man's back and suddenly felt that he, who wasn't stupid, was simply like a stupid donkey in front of these Chinese old men. The only thing he could understand was the work in his hands.
"Strange Chinese people …"
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