This matter came to an end, and the report of several thousand words was handed over to him to write under the pretext of requiring Principal Fu to reflect deeply.
Fan Daoyi and He Piaojian were particularly efficient at one thing: eating.
This beggar's chicken wasn't just something he said offhand. He Piaojian waved his hand and ordered several, with Fan Daoyi ultimately paying the bill.
"Hehehe." He Piaojian scratched the back of his head awkwardly, "I forgot, I really forgot. I'll definitely remember to bring money next time."
This wasn't the first time He Piaojian had said this. Regarding this commonplace situation of getting something for nothing, Fan Daoyi simply remarked, "A shameless person can be invincible."
"Really, I promise you, it won't happen again."
The last time He Piaojian said this was before.
Money was ultimately an external thing to Fan Daoyi, not worth mentioning, so he didn't dwell on it. "Next time, use a different excuse. I'm tired of hearing 'I forgot my money.'"
"Okay," He Piaojian replied casually. "Ah, no, I really forgot this time. There won't be a next time. Really, you have to believe in my character."
They walked out of the store one after another, also stopping by the [Eight Trigrams] office to deliver the report that Principal Fu had written.
Qian Heaven was not present, this report was delivered to Kun Earth Di.
Kun Earth looked at the whole picture, his expression serious.
"It seems that Dawn suffered the least loss because of you." She placed the report on the table, pinching her brow.
Upon hearing Kun Earth's words, Fan Daoyi quickly found Kun Earth on the same page. "Have other academies experienced the same thing?"
"Their target is the five prestigious universities," Kun Earth replied, "To hunt down their most promising talents."
"Since people can be resurrected through the Guixu anyway, what's the point of hunting down geniuses?" He Piaojian wondered.
"The number of resurrection slots is limited, and there are still many contributors waiting in line to be resurrected. By the time these prodigies are resurrected, the next generation of prodigies will have already been trained."
Moreover, there was a subsequent Insect Disaster, and the people from the Four Symbols faction did not find anything unusual in Azure Cloud City, nor did they even capture any of the heretics of the Four Fiends Cult.
All these events are very unfavorable to us.
"Then why not go to Guixu to look for clues?" Fan Daoyi listening to Kun Earth's long speech.
Kun Earth suddenly realized what Fan Daoyi meant, and his expression showed surprise. "What you said seems to make sense."
Their thinking was limited to the outside world; they always believed that the Four Fiends Cult was hiding in the Present World.
Having remained out of the public eye for over a decade, everyone had momentarily forgotten the Four Fiends Cult's fanatical devotion to the Guixu. If they were to cooperate with the Guixu, why wouldn't the Guixu offer assistance?
Kun Earth made a phone call right in front of them.
"Azure Dragon, send your men into the Guixu area within Azure Cloud City to see if they can find any trace of the Four Fiends Cult."
The other party acted swiftly, explaining briefly before hanging up the phone.
A moment later, a knock sounded on the door. Before the person inside could answer, the wooden door was flung open, Zhen Thunder peered in.
"Are only the three of you here now?" Zhen Thunder asked. "Have you all eaten?"
Fan Daoyi had just finished eating, so he nodded and replied, "Yes, I just finished eating."
He Piaojian's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward to sniff. "Hey, did you bring your sister-in-law's food?"
"Yes, would you like some together?"
"Okay, okay," He Piaojian readily agreed.
Fan Daoyi recalled that not long ago He Piaojian was clutching his stomach and wailing that he couldn't eat anymore, so what was going on now?
"Perfect timing, I haven't eaten yet because I've been busy all this time." Kun Earth also put down his work and walked towards the door.
"It feels like ages since I've tasted Sister Feiyin's cooking; I really miss it." Kun Earth stopped beside Fan Daoyi and said, "If you still have room in your stomach, you should try it; it's a rare delicacy."
"Since you've given it such high praise, I'm quite curious about what makes it so delicious." Fan Daoyi smiled and followed Kun Earth away.
Upon arriving at the dining table, the dishes were exquisitely presented, and their color, aroma, and taste were all excellent.
He Piaojian chewed and ate, not forgetting to Eight Trigrams a little.
"Hey, my dear brother, when are you and your wife planning to get married?"
Zhen Thunder didn't shy away from this topic. "After we deal with the Insect Disaster, I want to give her a stable environment."
"It's true what they say, 'Once bitten, twice shy,'" He Piaojian stated.
Zhen Thunder's expression darkened, but he wasn't angry at He Piaojian's words. "Yes, I'm afraid, afraid that it will happen again."
Later, Fan Daoyi became a complete outsider. He was completely absorbed in the food and knew nothing about their story, nor was he interested in it.
Kun Earth, sitting to Fan Daoyi's left, glanced at him curiously. "Dao Yi doesn't seem interested in this?"
Dao Yi, whose name was called, slightly raised his head and looked at Kun Earth with a puzzled expression.
"Back then, Little Cheapie would pester Zhen Thunder to tell him the whole story about this Eight Trigrams," Kun Earth chuckled, resting his chin on his hand.
Fan Daoyi offered his objective perspective. "Joy and sorrow, separation and reunion, life and death—these things mean little to me."
"How can such a small matter of love involve life and death?" Kun Earth asked with a squinting smile.
"No?" Fan Daoyi feigned ignorance. "But judging from the things you said, and based on that kind of deduction, I thought Sister Feiyin had already died once, and that this was the result of her wish to be resurrected."
Fan Daoyi had some recollection of the name Feiyin; the tone of others wishing for resurrection carried a numbness and hatred towards the Guixu.
But one day he heard a different voice—a plea mixed with self-reproach for his own uselessness. It wasn't a curse against Guixu, but rather self-blame.
Guixu, I make a wish to you. Please bring my beloved, my wife Feiyin, whom I am willing to spend my life with, back to life.
As consciousness returned, his gaze fell upon Zhen Thunder was beaming with a happy smile.
I never expected it to be him; what a coincidence!
"Actually, if I were to Eight Trigrams, I'd be more curious about the progress between you and Qian Heaven."
Upon hearing this, Kun Earth nearly choked on his water.
Sensing the scent of Eight Trigrams, He Piaojian stared suspiciously at Kun Earth, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh~"
"Dao Yi, you've definitely gone astray." Kun Earth shook his head helplessly.
"It was just a casual remark, merely a deduction."
To use a given fact to cover up a false inference.
Kun Earth still harbors doubts and tests him, so he must change those doubts.
The phone rang, and their banter instantly fell silent.
Kun Earth answered the phone and asked the person on the other end, "Is there any situation?"
The caller was Azure Dragon, who stated the purpose of the call, "We have searched all parts of Azure Cloud City, and we have also sent people to Guixu. However, there is one place that no one has set foot in. We are here to ask the person involved for their opinion."
"Huh?" Kun Earth, puzzled.
"One of your [Eight Trigrams] members owns property in Azure Cloud City, but I don't have his phone number, so I'm hoping you can pass on my message."
Kun Earth turned to Fan Daoyi and asked directly, "They want to search your room. What are your thoughts?"
Fan Daoyi nodded in agreement. "Okay."
After all, in that huge room, besides basic living necessities, there was only a small flower given by the Flower Tender.