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I have to admit that over the years, Old Zhao and the others have protected me well. What he has gone through, I have come to understand, and at one point, I even found it hard to believe that he could be the Black Boss. Everything he did was an effort to ensure that I grew up happy and carefree.
Now I realize the gap between Old Zhao and me; he has reached a height I cannot yet aspire to. I lack his drive and the calmness that lies hidden beneath his temper.
Only now do I understand why Old Zhao chose to lay everything bare in front of me. He didn't expect me to follow his words exactly; rather, he wanted me to use my own thoughts to resolve these issues. Even if my choices were the most misguided, Old Zhao would always be there behind me, shielding me from the storms ahead.
Wang Ju'en doesn't let me have it easy, so he shouldn't expect any better from me. A hint of ferocity flashed across my face; my mindset has already undergone a tremendous change.
"Xiao Zhao, let's go."
"Okay, thank you, Uncle."
Just as I got out of the car, I suddenly felt something heavy jump onto my back.
"Oh hey, Zhao Xiaodi! Have you missed your Hu Ge?"
I braced myself and caught Hu Yao's weight as he jumped down. People say Zhu Bajie carries his wife on his back; why does it feel like I'm facing Sun Wukong in battle?
"Huh? Battle?!" Hu Yao exclaimed, peeking over my shoulder with a puzzled look.
"Battle!"
I quickly extended my right hand behind me, using my index and middle fingers to launch an attack towards the Secret Base above!
"Thousand Years Kill!"
"Ah!!"
Hu Yao crouched down, covering his backside as he curled up like Zhao Lun!
I stood over him, feigning ignorance while teasingly asking, "Huh? Your voice is too soft, Hu Yao. I can't hear you clearly. Oh dear, what's going on? Is it hemorrhoids acting up?"
Upon closer inspection, I noticed Hu Yao had one hand pressed against the ground. Realizing what was happening, I took off running towards the school.
Whenever he made such a move, it meant he was preparing for an ambush.
Although I had a head start, he always managed to catch up with me.
This commotion cleared away the gloom that had settled in the car; the morning passed by uneventfully—just classes and more classes. Lin Mu Xi didn’t come looking for me.
To be honest, after listening to that recording last night, I really hoped she would come find me. I was eager to learn some information about Wang Ju'en from her—even just a little would suffice!
But that didn’t mean I had forgiven her; it merely meant that my disgust had lessened. The fact that she could share such important information with me proved that she had chosen the Zhao Family over the Wang family. It was better to have more friends than enemies; maintaining a friendly relationship was already my biggest concession.
As afternoon arrived, the school organized a football match by class to help relieve the tension among the senior students preparing for exams.
Due to my identity, I was elected amidst the cheers of my classmates. It's not that I can't play football; I participated in a match back in elementary school, though the outcome was far from satisfactory.
Seeing Hu Yao laughing secretly from the audience, I decided to drag him into this mess as well, adhering to the principle that if one friend is going down, they all go down together. His expression shifted from amusement to one filled with malice as he looked at me.
As the lunch break came to an end, the Football Match arrived just as scheduled!
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