Meeting Mo Lan Again

"How was Jiang Mingyuan's performance?"

Wu Changkong looked at the gray-haired beauty walking towards him, and a rare smile appeared on his usually Bingbing face.

Shen Yi shrugged.

"You know, that kid has never disappointed. He finished the fight cleanly in two minutes, and now he's become best friends with the opposing player. I even feel like the two of us combined might not be a match for him."

Wu Changkong gave a bitter smile.

Back then, he only wanted to fulfill his duty as a teacher and properly guide Jiang Mingyuan. But less than four years later, his student had become a strong person who could rival him.

Tang Wulin's battle was also drawing to a close. Long Chen, the ace of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, was defeated too quickly and too unexpectedly.

This completely disrupted the tactics arranged by the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy. Coupled with Luo Guixing's unreasonable control, it directly and firmly suppressed Xue Liushuang, the strongest student in the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

The others gradually perished under the combined attack of Tang Wulin and his group.

Mingdu Train Station.

Tang Wulin was somewhat reluctant to leave, bidding farewell to Wu Changkong and his many companions.

Jiang Mingyuan only realized this today. Of the ten people in their group, besides himself, only Yang Nianxia had not joined the Tang Sect.

Seeing that the assessment was still a few days away, Wu Changkong planned to take a few students to visit the Mingdu Tang Sect branch and see what rare items they could exchange for with the Tang Sect points. Yang Nianxia also went to visit at the invitation of Luo Guixing and others.

"Remember to contact me when you get there, Divine Craftsman. If there's anything I can do for you, just do it there. If it's inconvenient for you to come back, let me know in advance. I'll help you with things at the academy."

Tang Wulin had noticed Wu Changkong Wulin's hard work all along, and he liked the boy very much.

Goodbye, Teacher Wu!

Tang Wulin turned around and found that Jiang Mingyuan had disappeared. He hurriedly ran into the carriage and found that Jiang Mingyuan was already sitting in the seat he had bought.

"Brother Yuan, thank you so much for accompanying me back to Heaven Dou City."

Jiang Mingyuan snapped out of his reverie. The scenery outside the window was beautiful enough, but the people around him were even more precious.

"Hmph! There's no need for thanks between us. Besides, I'm worried about you going alone. What if you get attacked by Evil Soul Master on the way?"

"What do we do! What do we do!"

Sitting at the very back, Jiang Xiaoyue, who had been hidden from Jiang Mingyuan's view earlier, now peeked out and said happily,

"This train, Mingdu for Heaven Dou City, is about to depart. Passengers who have not yet boarded, please board as soon as possible. Passengers who have already boarded, please stow your luggage and wait quietly."

"This time..."

The train wheels turned slowly.

The beautiful scenery on both sides of the track rushed past.

Mingdu, the technological capital of the continent, a city that embodies the wisdom of humankind accumulated over tens of thousands of years, is gradually fading into the distance.

"I wonder if we'll ever have the chance to come back to Mingdu again." Tang Wulin somewhat missed that extremely technologically advanced city. It's just a pity that his body can't wait.

The bloodline of the Golden Dragon King within him had begun to cause him some discomfort. Fortunately, his Zhen Hua had already found the spiritual item he needed, and he had to hurry to break the seal.

The train was halfway through its journey.

Jiang Mingyuan suddenly stood up.

"Wulin, I'm going to the Restroom. Could you please watch over Xiaoyue?"

Don't let Jiang Xiaoyue's current strength fool you; she's no ordinary person. In a mother's eyes, what child isn't her precious treasure?

As soon as Jiang Mingyuan finished speaking, Jiang Xiaoyue jumped down impatiently and grabbed Jiang Mingyuan's hand.

"Mom, I want to go too!"

Jiang Mingyuan turned around and ruffled Jiang Xiaoyue's hair.

"You little rascal, I just can't do anything with you. Come on, stick close to me."

Tang Wulin shifted his position, making way for someone.

"You may go."

Watching the mother and daughter walk away, Tang Wulin inexplicably recalled some things.

How can I get Xiaoyue to call me "Dad"?

As Tang Wulin was pondering, a familiar female voice entered his ears.

"Excuse me, passenger, please place your luggage in the overhead rack so it doesn't block the aisle. Please move your items further back, otherwise they might fall and injure someone."

Tang Wulin felt a sudden sense of familiarity, as if he had heard the voice not long ago. He looked in the direction from which the voice came.

She was a spirited woman, dressed in Train Conductor's uniform, with the air of a strong, capable woman.

"Sister Mo Lan!" Tang Wulin stood up and waved to the female Train Conductor. He never expected that after ten days, he would encounter this Train Conductor again, who was not afraid of danger and even used himself as a hostage to save the innocent passengers on the train.

Mo Lan heard someone call her name and turned around. When she saw Tang Wulin, a look of excitement instantly appeared on her face. She walked over in a few steps, looked at the boy in front of her, and suddenly hugged him.

The Mo Lan embrace was warm and soft, carrying a mature charm, completely different from the scent on Jiang Mingyuan's body.

Mo Lan was incredibly excited.

The fact that this child was willing to stand up to save the innocent hostages on the train was enough to earn her admiration. Not to mention that the two of them were later attacked by Criminal at the same time. When she woke up, the doctor and her father both told her that she was able to survive thanks to the boy's vitality.

In other words, this boy was truly his savior.

(Jiang Mingyuan: It was clearly me who saved him, okay!)

Tang Wulin was surprised by this woman's enthusiasm. He felt a little awkward, his hands hovering helplessly in the air. Not hugging her seemed inappropriate, but if he did, he felt like Brother Yuan would beat him up.

Seeing the strange looks from the other passengers and staff, Mo Lan wiped away the tears that had welled up in her eyes from her emotions.

"Wulin, come with me."

Tang Wulin was about to say that he would wait for his companions, but seeing Mo Lan's hurried appearance, he thought it wouldn't be long before he followed her.

Mo Lan led Tang Wulin back to her Train Conductor's Office. (By the way, do high-speed trains or regular trains actually have these things in real life?)

As soon as she entered, this strong woman couldn't help but shed a few tears again. She turned around and hugged Tang Wulin tightly once more.

Tang Wulin felt a mix of emotions. Even the strongest person has a vulnerable side. He thought that the life-or-death crisis must have left a deep psychological scar on his sister, Mo Lan.

On the other hand, there was considerable tension.

He really didn't want anyone to see them like this. He knew he hadn't done anything wrong, but to outsiders it would be hard to explain. If Brother Yuan saw them, he felt he might not be able to sleep in the night.

"Alright, Sister Mo Lan. Don't cry. That's all in the past. We're both still alive and well."