"Let's look out for each other on the battlefield," Li Ping'an said.
Situ Lei forced a smile uglier than a crying face.
Although Li Ping'an had no interest in going to war, he felt no particular resistance to it either.
It was like eating a piece of plain, brine-set tofu.
Run Tu, on the other hand, excitedly started shadowboxing upon learning that Li Ping'an was going to the battlefield.
"My time to make a name for myself has come!"
However, that enthusiasm did not last long before Qingfeng poured cold water over it.
"I've already pulled the necessary strings. Go travel for a few years, then return to Shushan."
With his little hands on his hips, Qingfeng stood on the table, level with Li Ping'an.
Clearly, he did not want his disciple going to war.
Blades had no eyes. What if his precious disciple got hurt?
Qingfeng waved his little hand. "Going out for a look around and coming back is better than going to war!"
Run Tu was deeply dissatisfied with this decision.
But for the sake of staying alive, it was best not to defy Qingfeng's orders.
After all, Run Tu had seen Qingfeng punch half a mountainside into rubble in his sleep.
Even without going to war, traveling around with Big Brother would be nice.
Li Ping'an did not particularly mind. He took a sip of tea.
And continued letting his mind wander beyond the heavens.
A few days later, the third group of disciples headed north.
Qin Miaomiao brought the children to say goodbye to Situ Lei.
Situ Lei said goodbye to his children one by one.
Li Ping'an also came to see them off. He planned to leave Shushan the following day.
Situ Lei smiled helplessly and said to Li Ping'an, "I really envy you,