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Chapter 25: Night Talk
Liu Qingfeng's recently brewed emotions and the thousand-word essay he had mentally drafted were suddenly shattered by Yu Sheng.
It took a long while for him to reorganize his thoughts.
Killing at five years old.
And the victim was someone from Sin City.
If Sin City was really as Yu Sheng inadvertently revealed, it was certainly filled with ruthless characters.
It was hard to imagine what methods a five-year-old Yu Sheng could have used.
Liu Qingfeng looked at Yu Sheng with a serious and solemn expression, his eyes mixed with complexity, sympathy, pity, and... a hint of wariness.
"Were you scared the first time you killed someone?"
Liu Qingfeng instinctively wanted to light a cigarette for himself, but suddenly remembered...
He seemed to have quit smoking after becoming a teacher.
Yu Sheng scratched his head: "Not really, there was no time to be afraid."
Liu Qingfeng fell silent again.
Thinking about it, since Yu Sheng had enrolled, although his words were sometimes unpleasant, he was actually very honest.
This included some statements that seemed bizarre to others, which Yu Sheng delivered with a serious demeanor.
Even today's act in front of the camera seemed quite clumsy.
Perhaps... he was truly honest?
"To tell you the truth, you are the most outstanding person I've met in these years."
"As long as there's no problem with your awakened item, it's foreseeable that you will quickly stand out and even become a prodigy of your generation."
"And one who will survive."
Liu Qingfeng's tone gradually became more serious as he turned around to look directly into Yu Sheng's eyes.
"As an objective evaluator, I think you're right."
"Preserving yourself is the top priority."
"Make no meaningless sacrifices."
"That's the only way to live long."
"As an elder, I would even tell you that I want you to survive, no matter what."
"Even if you turn into a deserter in the face of danger."
Yu Sheng's eyes were as clear as a Youth's, but beneath that clear exterior, his own world-weariness was hidden.
He didn't speak.
Instead, he continued to listen silently as Liu Qingfeng went on.
"But... I am a teacher."
"A teacher of the human race."
Liu Qingfeng's mouth twisted into a bitter smile. "The duty of a teacher is to tell you that humanity... is still in dire straits."
"Countless people are still rushing to the four great passes of humanity, using their own blood and lives to build the walls that belong to our race."
"So..."
"Every stroke and line of humanity is character, each horizontal and vertical line is our spine."
"We must use our blood and the spirit of humanity to completely exterminate the demon race, to restore a just world for our people, and leave a peaceful and prosperous age for future generations."
"This might seem unfair to you."
"But... it is my duty."
Taking a deep breath, Liu Qingfeng continued, "Just like today, perhaps... you killed the dog demon, you killed the Cult, but in the eyes of a teacher..."
"You are not like Du Xu, not like Zhao Zicheng."
"Because they knew they were outmatched, yet they still stepped forward resolutely."
"Whereas you, hid in the darkness."
"Perhaps you saw through the situation, but... no matter what, when facing danger, you should stand by your teammates so that they can trust you with their backs."
"Luo Yun, give me a damn cigarette!"
Liu Qingfeng suddenly muttered a curse, tugged at his collar, and shouted into the distance.
Out of the darkness, a cigarette pack traced a beautiful arc, caught steadily by Liu Qingfeng.
"You... "
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"Could you give me a light?"
The curse was forcefully stifled. Before Luo Yun could throw anything else, Yu Sheng silently pulled out a lighter and handed it to Liu Qingfeng.
"You smoke?"
Liu Qingfeng frowned deeply.
Yu Sheng shook his head: "No, just used to carrying it."
Liu Qingfeng took the lighter, lit his cigarette, and took a deep drag, then suddenly started coughing violently: "Damn... it's harsh."
"Never advise kindness if you haven't suffered another's hardships—I understand this principle."
"I don't know your past, nor do I have the right to comment on it, much less the right to ask you to do anything."
"But..."
"As a passerby, I wish you glory in public."
"As an elder, I wish you safety and peace."
"As a teacher, I wish you... kindness."
"I know you're a very opinionated person, so I only hope..."
"Never aim your weapon at humanity, okay?"
"And if it doesn't put you at risk, try to save some people whenever possible."
"Just consider it as doing it for the souls of those who died for humanity at the Demon-Suppressing Pass..."
As Liu Qingfeng spoke these words, his speech was slow, but he smoked quickly, his gaze earnest.
Yu Sheng calmly looked at his teacher, whom he had known for only a few months, without responding, instead pondering something.
After half a minute...
"I'll try."
Yu Sheng said, looking at Liu Qingfeng.
Although he didn't give a definite answer or make a chest-thumping promise, for some reason, those few words from Yu Sheng were particularly reassuring.
"But..."
"I still count as having acted bravely today, so the reward from Mo Pavilion is due!"
Yu Sheng added, with extra seriousness.
Liu Qingfeng laughed: "Fine, from now on, if you save someone and Mo Pavilion doesn't pay you, I will!"
"I'll sell my house and car if I have to!"
"But, of course, not for today."
In front of the dilapidated factory under the moonlight, Liu Qingfeng and the still youthful Yu Sheng made a promise to each other.
For some reason, Liu Qingfeng's previously somewhat gloomy heart suddenly felt exhilarated, and he even felt like swearing to vent.
Until...
"Teacher, my lighter..."
"You've pocketed it."
Yu Sheng said solemnly, his gaze at Liu Qingfeng filled with suspicion, as if doubting whether someone who would pocket a lighter could really keep a promise.
"Cough, it's a habit."
Even with Liu Qingfeng's usual indifference, he couldn't help feeling a bit embarrassed at this moment, pulling out a lighter from his pocket and handing it to Yu Sheng.
Only then did Yu Sheng appear satisfied.
A lighter, something that can start a fire, save oneself, or even destroy evidence—if it were lost and had to be replaced, it would indeed be a pity.
Under Liu Qingfeng's watchful eye, Yu Sheng silently pulled out a dagger and turned to walk back into the factory.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Liu Qingfeng asked in alarm.
Yu Sheng paused, looking somewhat perplexed. "Aren't demon beasts quite valuable? I was going to dissect it to sell."
...
"Those that have just transformed aren't valuable," Liu Qingfeng explained wearily. "Their meat is still very bitter. Don't waste your time."
"Oh." Yu Sheng looked somewhat disappointed as he put away the dagger, his mood visibly soured.
For a moment, Liu Qingfeng felt rather helpless.
When it came to killing or arson, Yu Sheng had already reached a master level.
But his understanding of other areas was quite naive.
It seemed Liu Qingfeng would have to put in extra effort over the next two months.