He Absolutely Would Not Allow Anyone to Betray This Precious Treasure!

The reason Situ Xuan had called upon his old subordinates after his return was simply to gather strength.

And what he was gathering strength for was not something Wang Dongchen needed to consider. He did not need to know what Situ Xuan intended to do, did not need to know what Situ Xuan's plan was, and did not need to know what Situ Xuan's goal was.

He only needed to know one thing: Situ Xuan needed him, and so he would be there.

He was thinking about who might not come.

After those old comrades graduated and left, they had spent more time apart than together, and the time they stayed in contact had grown few and far between.

There were only a few gatherings each year, where they drank a few cups, chatted a little, sighed over the passion and glory of those days, and then went their separate ways. At first, everyone still kept in touch often, and the group chat had 99+ messages every day.

But slowly, the messages dwindled. From 99+ a day to a dozen or so a day, from a dozen or so a day to a few a week, from a few a week to a few a month. By the third year, the group chat was as quiet as a graveyard. Once in a while, someone would surface and send a "How have you been lately?" but the replies were few and far between.

After graduating and stepping into the world, Wang Dongchen had come to understand clearly: the human heart was the most complicated thing in the world.

Profit, power, status, reputation—any of these could change a person. Any of them could turn once-closest comrades into strangers, even enemies.

He had seen too many examples like that, seen too many people