Inside the spacious and bright auditorium, the committee members, led by Zuo Li, sat on the stage, while Yu Mao, dressed in formal attire, stood behind the podium, looking down at the flowchart on the table.

The audience seats were packed, a sea of ​​black, everyone dressed in impeccably wrinkle-free uniforms, sitting upright, their gleaming leather shoes practically mirrors.

Today is an important day. They are here to welcome the new chairman, their new supreme commander, to listen to his speech, and to offer him their blessings.

"Tap tap tap..."

The steady footsteps were somewhat disordered. Light streamed into the auditorium through the slightly ajar door. Everyone looked up at the sound and saw a person carrying documents, bending over, acting somewhat furtively.

The newcomer smiled awkwardly, quickly ran up to the stage from a side path, and whispered in Yu Mao's ear.

Yu Mao's expression changed slightly. Shock, panic, and confusion flashed across his face, but were quickly replaced by anger. However, in just a second, his expression returned to normal.

The others exchanged glances, a bad feeling creeping into their hearts.

Yu Mao cleared his throat, tapped the microphone, and slowly began, "Today's event is canceled..."

"ah?"

"No way!"

"Wow, this is so sudden!"

"So willful?"

"..."

The crowd erupted in a commotion, chattering and making a ruckus in the stands, but quickly quieted down as countless eyes stared intently at Yu Mao on stage, eager to get an answer from him.

"I just received news that the situation at the front is critical, and the new chairman has already rushed to the battlefield." His sharp gaze swept across every corner of the auditorium with an unquestionable air of authority. "Although today's event has been canceled, the chairman asked me to convey to everyone present that we are always on the path of pursuing fairness, justice, freedom, and democracy. The shadow of war will not forever obscure the blazing light of the sky. The bright future of the alliance depends on all of us to create."

"Clap clap clap..."

The enthusiastic applause lasted for a long time. Yu Mao walked to the edge of the podium, bowed deeply, and left with a cold face.

"When did Yu Wei run away?" Yu Mao threw his speech on the table, pulled out a chair and sat down heavily. He scanned everyone who entered the room until the last person came in and the door was closed. Then he angrily said, "So many people couldn't keep an eye on Yu Wei! Does he have wings and can fly away?!"

"Brother, don't be angry. We didn't expect Xiao Wei to run away so quietly..."

Everything seemed normal, and Yu Wei didn't seem to have any strong resistance, so why did he run away?

"This is my fault."

Lin Ling leaned against the window, staring blankly at the sky.

"Xiao Ling, the matter hasn't been clarified yet..."

“It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have told him too much about the plan.” Lin Ling interrupted Lin Ling, gesturing for him to listen. “And I shouldn’t have hit him.”

Yu Wei had never been slapped by either of his fathers since he was a child, and given that he already felt wronged, it was understandable that he couldn't accept it.

"You hit him?" Yu Mao rolled her eyes and pinched her philtrum in anger, taking a long time to calm down. "Why can't you talk things out instead of resorting to violence?"

"Well done!" Zuo Li, who had been leaning against the door in silence, suddenly spoke up and clapped his hands. "I've wanted to beat this kid up for a long time. Damn it, he's got a big head on his shoulders. He dares to show off after learning a few trivial things. He's not humble or eager to learn at all."

"Teacher Zuo, please don't make things worse, okay?"

Yu Mao rubbed his temples. Zuo Lide was highly respected and was the person most responsible for Yu Wei's training program. For him to say such a thing was tantamount to losing face.

“Now is not the time to talk about these things.” Yu Jue looked at Yu Mao, then at Zuo Li, and finally at Lin Ling before turning her gaze away and continuing, “The most urgent thing is to find Yu Wei. It’s too chaotic outside right now.”

"I'll try to contact him." Lin Ling turned her gaze away from the ground, nodded to the others, and said, "I'm leaving now. I'll contact you if there's any progress."

After saying that, he pushed open the door and left.

Watching the lonely, aloof figure disappear into the distance, Yu Jue withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, and sighed, "I'll go organize the materials I need first."

"I'll go ask the transportation department to see if they have any information about Xiao Wei."

Lin Ling scratched the back of her head and followed Yu Jue away.

The others also left one after another, leaving only Yu Mao and Zuo Li in the conference room.

"Let him go out and see the world, experience the darker side of humanity, he might gain some unexpected insights..."

“Teacher Zuo, you can’t just indulge him like this without any limits.” Yu Mao pinched the bridge of his nose, sighed, and said wearily, “I can’t teach this student. I’ll leave him to you, Teacher Zuo.”

After saying that, he picked up the documents and got up to leave.

"Huh... the problem hasn't been solved yet, and they're all running faster than rabbits." With that, he took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, took a drag, and gave a helpless, bitter smile: "You brat, you really know how to get me into trouble."

To say that Yu Wei is heartless is an understatement. Before leaving, he specifically informed him, saying that he was "going to find the meaning of life and the true meaning of existence." It was clearly nonsense!

To say that Yu Wei has any conscience is an understatement; he's left with such a huge mess to clean up, expecting an old man on his deathbed to deal with all this trouble.

Well, what can you do? This kid is just lucky, he's got good fortune, and he's talented.

His two most prized students were Lin Gu and Yu Wei. The former was frivolous and unreliable, while the latter was naive, foolish, and untrustworthy—neither of them could be relied upon!

Yu Wei, wearing a large hood, walked down the bustling street with his head down and his hands in his pockets.

The morning mist mingled with the steam from the breakfast shops, the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and blaring horns rose and fell, and the aromas of food and perfumes mingled with the crowded atmosphere.

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