"The hope is slim, but we will not give up."
Jiang Ziya said with a firm look in his eyes.
"Grandpa is right. Now that we have returned from the vast starry sky to help our ancestral star, we will not fear death. We will stay with our ancestral star."
"That's right. We are born of our ancestral star and we will die as ghosts of our ancestral star. We will never leave our ancestral star."
"No matter how powerful the three ancient races are, we will not be afraid. If they want to destroy our ancestral star, they will have to pay a terrible price."
......
No one was afraid at all; they all wanted to live and die with their ancestral star.
"Zhang Liang, weren't you with Han Feng? Why are you back but Han Feng isn't?" Xiang Yu asked, puzzled.
"I originally wanted to come back with Han Feng, but Han Feng said he had something very important to do, so he didn't come back with me. Dao Zu just went to pick him up, and Han Feng should be back soon."
Zhang Liang said without any concealment.
"That's good. Han Feng is very powerful. If something were to happen to him, it would be a huge loss for our ancestral star." Xiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
It wasn't just Xiang Yu who felt this way; everyone else felt the same way.
About an hour later, the group still hadn't seen Han Feng or Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
"Zhang Liang, didn't you say Fellow Daoist Han would be back soon? Why hasn't he returned after so long?" Ge Xuan was getting restless.
“Yes, we’ve been back for so long, but Fellow Daoist Han and Dao Ancestor haven’t returned yet. Could something really have happened?” Zhuge Liang was also a little anxious.
“Does anyone have a way to contact one of them and ask what happened?” Jiang Ziya said.
"You don't need to worry. I can assure you that anyone could get into trouble, but Han Feng will be fine," Zhang Liang said, patting his chest.
"I hope so."
Since the others hadn't experienced as much as Han Feng, they remained skeptical of Zhang Liang's words.
Just as everyone was worried about Han Feng, the Great Dao of the entire Great Dao Space surged out in one place.
Before anyone could react, a spacetime rift appeared.
Two people emerged from the space-time rift: Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Han Feng.
"That's great, Fellow Daoist Han is alright."
Xiang Yu's face lit up with ecstatic joy.
It seemed that Han Feng was much happier returning from the Dao Domain than if he himself had returned from the Dao Domain.
"May God bless our ancestral star."
The others were also very happy; Han Feng was too important to Zuxing.
“I’ve already told you all that you can worry about others, but there’s really no need to worry about Fellow Daoist Han. With his abilities, if something happens to you, nothing will happen to him.”
Zhang Liang was already used to it.
He had faced life and death with Han Feng several times and knew how powerful Han Feng was.
Zhang Liang used to think he was quite wise and that he could predict everything very accurately.
Many plans will be executed without any unexpected events.
He planned that nine out of ten plans would succeed, with only one failure.
What appears to be a 90% chance is actually quite dangerous.
Because after one failure, you might lose everything.
When Zhang Liang was with many people, he always had to act as their strategist.
He could only stay with Han Feng, where he didn't need to be a strategist and could be content to be a tool.
Because Han Feng's calculations were so accurate, it was as if he could predict the future.
As for why Han Feng knew the future, Zhang Liang did not delve into it.
Everyone has their own secrets, and that's the bottom line for becoming friends.
Zhang Liang, having cultivated for so long, deeply understood this principle.
P.S.: Taking a break today, will resume three updates a day starting tomorrow. My new book is also in preparation.
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