Fang Hua, expressionless, forcefully pulled out the core that had been inserted into his body. "You said you have the ability to read minds, why didn't you stop me?"
If he truly possessed the ability to read minds, he should have already discerned Fang Hua's intentions and taken precautions. Yet, the old master acted as if he knew nothing, continuing to chat happily with him.
The old man shook his head with difficulty, "Because...because...love..."
His love was probably paternal love, or perhaps it was a sense of guilt for neglecting Fang Hua for over a decade.
Of course, this was just wishful thinking on his part. Fang Hua didn't feel anything at all. He was just quite surprised that someone would give up their life for someone they had only met once.
Although he was almost dead himself.
Fang Hua looked at the sperm core in his hand, which was bloody and still had some tiny nerves twitching. He didn't care, broke it open, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto his white shirt and blooming into a bright flower. The old man collapsed softly onto the bed. This old man sacrificed his life for Fang Hua, but Fang Hua remained unmoved.
A burning sensation surged through his stomach, his blood boiled, his heart pounded wildly, and his whole body felt like it had been stung by a hundred thousand ants. Fang Hua punched the wall next to him.
The noise was so loud that it attracted Fang Rong and Li Wenyang, who exchanged a glance and ran into the room.
"What's wrong with you?" Fang Rong held his arm, preventing him from moving around.
Li Wenyang sat by the bed, carefully observing the old master's condition. "He must have swallowed the old master's essence core, and his body can't withstand such a powerful force."
The old master had lived for over a hundred years. Although he was old and his superpowers had weakened, he was still a hundred times stronger than the average person. Fang Hua couldn't digest that in a short time.
"What should we do?" Fang Rong could barely hold him anymore.
"Let him vent his anger." Li Wenyang pulled back the blanket, wrapped the old man inside, and carried him out. "Let's bury the old man first."
"Okay." Fang Rong let go of Fang Hua, still a little worried about him being alone here.
"Don't worry, no one in this nursing home is his match." Especially in this state, he uses his superpowers every time he vents his anger, and ordinary people probably can't even get close to him.
"Hmm." Fang Rong and Li Wenyang carried the old master's body to the back mountain, dug a pit, and hastily buried it.
"It's a pity that the old master was so wise all his life, and he died without even a relative to attend his funeral." Li Wenyang sighed.
"Do you know this old boss?" Fang Rong turned to look at him.
"I don't really know him, but I've looked up his information." When he first arrived, he accidentally sneaked into a room that was the old boss's room. The old boss not only didn't blame him, but also helped him cover for himself.
"He seemed to have known all along that I was from the military region."
"Then why didn't he target you?"
"Probably because he used to be a member of the military region."
"Maybe," Fang Rong shrugged. "We'll know the reason once Fang Hua recovers."
“That’s right. I heard that the old master possessed many supernatural abilities. Maybe the answer lies within.” Li Wenyang placed a flower on the grave. “Don’t make yourself look so pathetic in your next life.”
"You seem to have a lot to say?" Fang Rong asked, staring at the flower.
"Yes, I'm afraid I'll end up like that, dying in some unknown corner, suffering alone."
"No way, you're so charming." Not to mention others, just look at Hu Xingyuan and Xu Hongrui, they would die for him.
"It's all fleeting." Li Wenyang laughed, the meaning of which was unclear. "No matter how many there are, they can't compare to your Fang Hua alone."
"Nonsense." Fang Rong's face flushed red.
"Am I talking nonsense?" Li Wenyang raised an eyebrow, looking at him with a playful expression. "Look at you, you're already blushing before you've even said anything."
Fang Rong rolled her eyes at him. "I'm not talking anymore, I'm going back."
When the two returned, Fang Hua was still making a fuss, but the noise had subsided considerably, and the surroundings gradually quieted down until there was no sound at all.
There were quite a few people outside the house, gathered in twos and threes, pointing and talking about the house. Some said there was a monster, others said there was murder, and all sorts of other topics kept coming up.
Fang Rong and Li Wenyang pushed through the crowd and went inside. Fang Hua was lying on the ground, soaking wet, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
"He seems to have a fever." His forehead is burning hot.
Fang Rong glanced around, then pulled down the curtains and covered Fang Hua completely to prevent him from being seen. Then she carried him away.
As they left, the group of elderly people pointed at them and said that they had damaged the house and that they should stay and pay compensation.
Li Wenyang took out a card and handed it to one of the people, saying, "There's no PIN, but there should be enough money in it for the repairs."
Fang Rongkong didn't make a move, but he secretly kept it in mind. He hadn't realized before how good it felt to have a best friend. Moreover, Li Wenyang was a very insightful friend who knew everything. He was practically an essential friend when going out.
"Thank you." The two walked side by side, and Fang Rong took the opportunity to express her gratitude. "How much money was inside? I'll pay you back later."
Li Wenyang shrugged. "It's not my money. Xu Hongrui gave it to me. If you want to thank someone, thank him."
Speaking of this, Fang Rong couldn't help but ask, "Is it easy to accept gifts from others? I mean, it's quite embarrassing."
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Li Wenyang said nonchalantly. "Just accept it. How will people know your feelings if you don't?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"Think about it, if someone buys you a gift, it's because they like you. If you accept it, they'll think you like them too. If you don't accept it, they'll definitely think you don't like them at all, which can easily lead to misunderstandings."
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