Lu Li was surprised that Xun Yu would ask so directly.

"Heh, I didn't expect Xun Wenruo to have learned to doubt me too?" Lu Li sneered.

“Sir, you misunderstand. Wenruo does not doubt you, but simply cannot understand your thoughts. I hope you will tell Wenruo the truth!” Xun Yu quickly shook his head and said.

Although Xun Yu was a bit straightforward, he wasn't stupid. However, what Lu Li was saying was beyond common sense, and he simply couldn't understand it, which is why he asked the question.

“Wenruo, there are some things you will never understand, and you will never comprehend!” Lu Li shook his head and said.

"Whether you believe it or not, Wenruo is only thinking of your safety. I hope you will not act rashly!" Xun Yu advised.

At this point, Xun Yu had already guessed something, but he wasn't sure yet.

Lu Li didn't intend to hide it from Xun Yu; Xun Yu would find out about what he was going to do sooner or later.

"Wenruo, do you know who Zhang Jiao is?" Lu Li asked.

"Zhang Jiao?"

Isn't that the Heavenly General of the Yellow Turban Army, the instigator of the Yellow Turban Rebellion?

Xun Yu pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Lu Li and exclaimed in shock, "Sir, could it be that you and Zhang Jiao...!"

Lu Li nodded and said, "Zhang Jiao is Lai Fu!"

Upon hearing this news, Xun Yu was completely dumbfounded. Lai Fu was actually Zhang Jiao?

Back when he was at Yingchuan Academy, he became acquainted with Laifu, and the two even discussed many ways of governing the country together.

But he never expected that Laifu was actually Zhang Jiao. How could that be?

Before Zhuge Liang arrived, Xun Yu was the only all-around talent in the entire Yingchuan Academy.

Governing the country and providing strategic advice were Xun Yu's strengths.

Sima Hui, also known as Mr. Shui Jing, praised Xun Yu as a talent fit to assist a king.

Even if Xun Yu was incredibly intelligent, he never imagined that Zhang Jiao was actually Lai Fu.

"Sir, you're not joking, are you?" Xun Yu asked uncertainly.

He had witnessed Leifu's talent and learning; how could he possibly be Zhang Jiao?

What Xun Yu couldn't understand the most was why he, as Lu Li's personal disciple and a successor of the Ghost Valley School, would choose the path of rebellion.

Lu Li looked at Xun Yu calmly and said slowly, "Wenruo, do you think I'm the kind of person who would joke around?"

Xun Yu was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Sir, why has Lai Fu come to this?"

Lu Li gently patted Xun Yu's shoulder and said solemnly, "Because he has his beliefs. He wants to overthrow the rule of the imperial power and the enslavement of the people by the class system!"

"Re-establish a new order!"

These words shook Xun Yu to his core, and he sat there in a daze.

After a long while, he was suddenly startled, hurriedly stood up, and muttered, "Crazy, Leif has gone mad, sir, have you gone mad too?"

If someone else said something like that to him, he would definitely think that person was mentally ill, or even that they had lost their mind.

But what Lu Li said was completely different. Xun Yu truly couldn't believe that his beloved teacher had become like this.

Moreover, deep down, Xun Yu had more faith in his own judgment.

After all, the man before him was far more intelligent than he had imagined.

But now, this wise man has chosen to go against what he believes in as faith and ideals.

This made Xun Yu feel uncomfortable.

"Wenruo, I'm not crazy!" Lu Li stared at Xun Yu and said, "I know better than anyone what I'm doing."

"gentlemen!"

Xun Yu hesitated, wanting to say that everything they were doing was in vain.

"I know you want to persuade me to stop, but you should know that my decision is final!" Lu Li said firmly.

Xun Yu sighed softly, "But you must know that if this happens, you and Lai Fu might both die without a burial place. Aren't you afraid of death, sir?"

"To die?" Lu Li murmured.

Lu Li looked out the window, his eyes filled with confusion, and a look of reminiscence crept onto his face.

He should have died long ago, in that Qin Dynasty that he gave everything to but could not change!

But four hundred years have passed, and all his friends are gone, leaving only others.

Death was not painful for him, but a relief.

“Wenruo, sometimes living is more painful than dying,” Lu Li suddenly sighed.

Xun Yu was stunned. He looked at Lu Li and found that Lu Li was radiating a deep sense of sorrow.

His eyes were slightly red, as if he was pondering the meaning of Lu Li's words just now.

After a long while, Lu Li composed himself, turned to look at Xun Yu, and said seriously, "Do you know my ambition?"

Xun Yu was taken aback, then immediately replied respectfully, "This student would like to hear the details!"

Lu Li stared intently at Xun Yu and said earnestly, "When the world is at peace, everyone has access to books and will no longer suffer from hunger and cold!"

Xun Yu couldn't help but swallow hard, and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, do you know how difficult this is?"

Even setting aside the fact that everyone has access to books, Cai Lun had already invented papermaking, yet paper remains a rare commodity. Even aristocratic families mostly read books on bamboo slips.

"Should we not do it just because it's difficult?" Lu Li said calmly.

"I believe that one day it will come true!"

After saying that, Lu Li turned and walked towards the door.

Xun Yu stared blankly at Lu Li's retreating figure, a complex expression on his face. He didn't know what Lu Li was going to do.

"Where are you going, sir?" Xun Yu asked hurriedly.

Lu Li kept walking, saying as he went, "To Yanzhou!"

"Jizhou!"

Xun Yu was taken aback; it seemed that Lu Li was ultimately going to leave.

"Please tell Mengde that I, Lu Li, owe him a favor, and I will repay it in the future." With these words, Lu Li stepped out of the room and left resolutely.

"Sir! Sir..." Xun Yu called out twice, but Lu Li disappeared before him without turning his head.

Xun Yu sighed, a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

He wanted to chase after Lu Li's retreating figure, but in the end he stopped.

Because what Lu Li left him was a high mountain, a mountain that could never be climbed!

Three days later, on the outskirts of Lujiang County, a young man dressed in a long robe appeared to be waiting for someone.

Upon seeing Lu Li appear, he immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Sir!"

Lu Li looked at the man and said with a smile, "You still came. Are you really sure about this?"

The man gave a bitter smile, then his eyes became unusually determined.

"Now that I'm here, I won't regret it! I also want to see if Leif can truly live in peace and prosperity!" the man exclaimed.

This person is none other than Xi Zhong, also known as Xi Zhicai, the senior disciple of Yingchuan Academy!

"Zhicai, this path is very difficult, even I am not confident," Lu Li said softly.

“I know, but someone has to do it!” Xi Zhicai nodded.

"Alright, in that case, let's set off!" Lu Li patted the man on the shoulder.

"Yes, sir!"