Li Dabai plucked a petal from Rose's hair.
His eyes were filled with melancholy, soul-stirring sorrow, wistfulness, and concern for the world:
"This life belongs to the common people. I can no longer give it to you. Please forgive me for leaving you for a little while."
Tears welled in Rose's eyes. "You've already sacrificed too much for this world."
The Three Little Ones waved their hands together. "Not that much."
Li Dabai looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. "Perhaps this is the destiny of the strongest person in the world."
Zhao Ritian pointed at him. "You're the perennial runner-up, you—"
Long Aotian and Lu Chengwen desperately dragged him back and covered his mouth.
Rose lowered her head. "It was I who willingly chose the strongest man. Being your woman, I have no regrets."
Li Dabai looked at her with gratification and held her even tighter. "I won't shirk what I should bear. All my life, I have desired nothing and sought nothing..."
Zhao Ritian climbed back up. "The tiles on your big house are all glazed, and you've got those eight old—"
Long Aotian and Lu Chengwen once again wrestled him down and pinned him.
Rose nestled against Li Dabai's chest.
"Dabai, what would this world do without you...?"
Zhao Ritian lay on the ground, his mouth covered as he continued struggling. "He basically doesn't... mmph mmph mmph..."
Li Dabai turned around and spread his arms.
Li Jiarui and Ding Shiping removed his broad brocade robe.
Dressed in a light green fitted robe and holding a jade fan, Li Dabai walked over.
"Well, well! It's quite lively today! The Patriarchs of the Four Great Families, the Old Dean, and all my old brothers are here."
Long Aotian cupped his fists. "Long Aotian pays his respects