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The coffin receded, and with it, the soul departed. Even the memories of the past, Jufeng wished to let them fade away. Every time he thought of the changes surrounding the Dragon Elder, a deep sorrow welled up within him.
Vera held Jufeng's hand, sensing the shift in his emotions, her brow furrowed with concern.
"Don't think about it anymore. The Dragon Elder may... may have had his reasons," she suggested.
After a moment of contemplation, Vera could only come up with such a feeble excuse—one that she herself found hard to voice.
How could a wise old man, a veteran of countless battles, possibly be swayed by others at the brink of death? Unless he chose to do so willingly, who could force him to change his thoughts?
In the past, Vera would never have resorted to such a method to try and deceive Jufeng, for if she did not believe it herself, how could she convince him? But now, their relationship had transformed from murky to as clear as a mountain spring, allowing her these harmless little deceptions to show Jufeng that someone cared for him.
Sure enough, Jufeng patted Vera's hand and lowered his head with a smile, acknowledging her concern and assuring her that he would not remain trapped in sorrow.
Yet when he lifted his gaze again to the gray sky where rain fell softly, could he truly delude himself into believing Vera's reasoning?
Little did Jufeng know that even the situation he and Vera thought would never occur was indeed happening.
A figure appeared quietly behind Jufeng and Vera, holding an umbrella.
The term "quietly" meant that it was only when the figure approached closely that Romain and Vera turned together.
What came into view was a flawless face belonging to a man.
"Hello, my name is Ganwen, a disciple of the Dragon Elder. Yes, I am one of his most favored students," he said with a slight bow, introducing himself with an air of politeness. However, his words seemed somewhat frivolous; who would introduce themselves so extravagantly if not for an arrogant youth?
However, when Jufeng's gaze fell upon the young man, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of surprise. The young man exuded an air of restraint and maturity that came from having experienced the world, devoid of any frivolity, which seemed somewhat at odds with his words.
Jufeng did not understand why this young man had come to him at this moment, emphasizing that he was a proud disciple of the Dragon Elder.
Ganwen noticed Jufeng's momentary daze and realized he had misspoken. He quickly clarified, "Major General, please don't misunderstand. I only said that to assure you that everything I am about to say is directly from my teacher and is entirely credible."
At these words, Jufeng was even more taken aback. He suddenly recalled the Dragon Elder's strange behavior before his death, and a thought flashed in his mind, causing his eyes to brighten.
Ganwen deeply bowed to the departing Coffin, his eyes filled with sorrow that was as intense as a blooming red peony.
Jufeng also forced himself to suppress his desire to confirm that thought and pulled Vera along with him to bow in the same direction.
After a moment, Ganwen invited Jufeng, saying, "This is not the place for conversation; let us find somewhere more suitable to discuss."
Jufeng and Vera followed Ganwen to a private association within the hospital, where few people were present—perfect for avoiding prying ears.
They left their umbrellas at the door and had to remove their shoes before entering. Three pairs of white socks stepped across the rosewood floor and arrived at an elegant room inside.
Once seated, Ganwen wasted no time and got straight to the point regarding the purpose of his visit.
His first sentence left Jufeng dumbfounded and deeply shocked.
"The last words of the Dragon Elder before his death were not spoken from his true intentions; they were meant to protect you and safeguard the legacy he left for you."
Ignoring the astonished looks from Jufeng and Vera, Ganwen took out a gilded ornament from his pocket, engraved with a golden dragon design.
“Huankezhao was able to rise unexpectedly largely due to the instability within the United Nations. The current United Nations Secretary-General, Liu Lei, is a power-driven individual. According to previous insights from Dragon Elder, he must have made an agreement with Huankezhao to jointly overthrow the Former Secretary-General and then collaborated to create the current Situation.”
“Dragon Elder was a loyal partner of the Former Secretary-General, but unfortunately, Liu Lei’s influence has been growing stronger, and now the military is firmly in his hands. Dragon Elder had no choice but to speak to you that way, intending to leave you this legacy under the enemy's grasp.”
“This is his personal army, the Dragon Breaker Army, fully equipped and now under your command.”
Ganwen pushed the golden dragon ornament in front of Jufeng. The design depicted a golden dragon soaring with grace and poise, reminiscent of how Jufeng felt when he first met Dragon Elder.
“Tick-tock!”
A tear fell from Jufeng ’s eye, landing on the golden dragon on the table.
He recalled his confusion towards Dragon Elder, wishing he could slap himself a few times.
“Dragon Elder, I’m so sorry!”
Ganwen’s words were concise, though they omitted many details, yet Jufeng understood their meaning completely. The more he understood, the deeper his sorrow grew.
He had thought that fighting in the Magellanic Star was perilous, unaware that politics was also a silent battlefield without gunfire. Even a giant like Dragon Elder had to temporarily speak against his heart for the sake of future endeavors. How tragic.
Jufeng remembered the smile of Dragon Elder when he insisted on his own views at the time of his death; only now did he understand its significance.
It turned out that Dragon Elder had always hoped for him to act this way.
“If you hadn’t been so stubborn, this army from Dragon Elder wouldn’t have been given to you, and I wouldn’t be standing before you now.”
Jufeng, upon hearing Ganwen's addition, felt a chill run down his spine. It turned out this was a test, and he had nearly fallen into the trap, almost betraying the hopes that the Dragon Elder had placed in him.
He picked up the heavy broken dragon token from the table, feeling that this was the most difficult burden he had ever had to bear in his life.
He fell into memories, imagining the scene of the Dragon Elder facing the siege of enemies. Invisible blades were pressed against the Dragon Elder's neck, forcing him to change his original intentions and attitude—not for his own life or death, but to leave Jufeng with an army for the future of Cosmos.
Yet here he was, reckless and ignorant, almost causing disaster. He truly felt unworthy of the Dragon Elder's trust.
Ganwen watched Jufeng lost in thought for a moment before deciding to pull him back from his reverie. The time was indeed critical, and as the favored disciple of the Dragon Elder, every step he took was under scrutiny, making it even more necessary to act swiftly.
"General Ju, this is not the time for sorrow. Our situation remains perilous, and we need your help."
(To be continued)
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