Although Li Fan possessed thunder-element abilities, he hadn't truly mastered them.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so easily killed.
Zhao Yunhai looked at Li Fan's lifeless eyes and clicked his tongue. "What a great ability, thunder element. If it were me, I wouldn't venture out until I'd mastered it."
"What a shame, such a powerful ability, now it's accompanying you to the grave."
"Someone!"
Zhao Yunhai suddenly called out.
Si Jinyan and Ah Da quickly ran over from the shadows.
Zhao Yunhai instructed them, "Hand this corpse over to Li Mingyi. Have him guard it carefully, and make sure to preserve it with an anti-corrosion treatment."
Li Mingyi was also a protagonist. Even though Li Fan was dead, Zhao Yunhai dared not be careless and entrust the body to just anyone.
This corpse had value for dissection and utilization, much like the cells of Hashirama in *Naruto*.
However, Zhao Yunhai wouldn't hand it over to his family for research. The protagonist should study it himself; handing it to the family might lead to unexpected trouble.
"Yes," Si Jinyan and Ah Da bowed in agreement.
"Let's go. I absolutely don't want to stay in this godforsaken place any longer. It lacks any human touch."
Zhao Yunhai fanned his nose dismissively. The air here was filled with the smell of gunpowder and the smoke of battle.
Just as Si Jinyan was coordinating for an armed helicopter to fly over, Zhao Yunhai suddenly crouched down. He noticed the protagonist's watch was flashing data.
"I believe it was you who was monitoring me last time, wasn't it?" Zhao Yunhai suddenly spoke.
"Detected: Master deceased, entering ownerless state."
"That's right. My previous master ordered me to monitor you."
Xiaobai's synthesized voice with an electronic tone came from the watch.
"Excellent. From today onwards, you belong to me."
Zhao Yunhai directly put the watch on his wrist. When the armed helicopter arrived, he boarded it with Li Fan's corpse and departed.
When the little monk Wuchen saw his boss bring back Li Fan's body, he stayed by the corpse and began chanting sutras for transcendence.
This was to reduce his boss's sins, resolve the other party's resentment, and thus mitigate some karma.
"Little monk, is there truly rebirth?" Ah Da asked curiously.
"If you believe, then yes. If you don't, then no," the little monk Wuchen explained with a smile.
Ah Da was taken aback, then laughed heartily.
"Hahaha! Even if there is rebirth, if I were to perish, please, little monk, let me be reborn to be by Young Master Yun's side again, continuing to protect him."
The little monk Wuchen looked at him with curiosity and said solemnly, "This humble monk will do so."
"Thank you," Ah Da smiled.
Zhao Yunhai was on the phone with his mother, watching Wuchen chant scriptures while talking on the phone.
"Yes, I'm coming back right away."
"Alright, alright, I know."
"Yes, I'm coming back now. It's indeed chaotic out there. I just arrived here, and a war broke out."
"Okay, I'll hang up now."
His mother's nagging wasn't new. This time, she wanted him home for the festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th.
There was still a week until August 15th, and his family was already eagerly calling him back.
Zhao Yunhai first returned to Haizhou's Haicheng and met with Li Mingyi.
"We meet, and you don't even bring me some local specialties when you travel abroad, but you bring me a corpse?"
Li Mingyi was initially happy to see Zhao Yunhai return, but when he saw him handing over a corpse for safekeeping, he was displeased.
"This corpse is very important. I'm very satisfied with the company's development. When I retrieve the corpse, I'll give you a surprise."
Zhao Yunhai smiled and gestured for him not to rush, to let him paint a nice picture first.
"Alright," Li Mingyi, having been fed a bit of a "big饼" (big promise), felt somewhat satisfied and nodded.
"But let's be clear. I won't be responsible for preserving this corpse. If it rots, don't blame me."
Zhao Yunhai laughed heartily. "Don't worry about that. The corpse has already undergone anti-corrosion treatment."
"That's good then," Li Mingyi gave an OK sign.
Zhao Yunhai pulled the little monk Wuchen forward, patted the monk's head, and said to Li Mingyi.
"For the next little while, let the little monk stay with you. His name is Wuchen, and he likes to eat KFC."
After speaking, Zhao Yunhai turned to the little monk Wuchen and instructed, "As for you, whatever you want to eat, buy it. Just ask him for money, he has plenty."
Li Mingyi didn't care about the money problem, but he was curious where his boss had found a little monk.
"Benefactor Li, this humble monk's dharma name is Wuchen. Please offer guidance."
The little monk Wuchen performed a Buddhist salute to Li Mingyi.
"You're too kind. You can live with me from now on."
For Li Mingyi, one more person meant just adding an extra pair of chopsticks at the table. It happened that his mother was interested in Buddhism.
The little monk disliked noise and preferred tranquility, so Zhao Yunhai had to leave the monk there for now.
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Upon returning to Yanjing, Zhao Yunhai reunited with Yang Hui. It was like a reunion of newlyweds.
After their passionate encounter, Zhao Yunhai held Yang Hui and leaned against the headboard, saying.
"This time when you return, you'll come with me next time."
Yang Hui let out a soft hum, too tired to even lift her eyelids.
Zhao Yunhai, quite pleased with his performance, got up to take a shower.
Yang Hui, smelling the familiar scent on the pillow, felt even more sleepy.
That evening, while eating dinner, Zhao Yunhai saw his father looking troubled and turned to his mother.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Siwan also sighed. "What else? A few days ago, I met a friend who has a grandson over a year old, and she was so envious."
Zhao Yunhai nearly choked. He glanced at his father, then at his mother, and quietly continued eating.
He shouldn't have asked. The conversation would inevitably turn to him.
So Zhao Yunhai changed the subject and said, "I really don't understand why some people get married so early. What do you think, Xiaohui?"
"Mm-hmm," Yang Hui naturally nodded in agreement with her husband.
"Xiaohui, don't just nod to everything. I'm thinking of you. Get married early, and your father and I can help you raise the children."
Qin Siwan was furious seeing Yang Hui so indecisive.
"Why raise children? Isn't it better to hire a nanny?"
Zhao Yunhai mumbled under his breath.
"What did you say?" Qin Siwan frowned.
"Nothing, I'm full. You guys eat slowly."
"I have an appointment tonight, so I won't be home."
Zhao Yunhai just wanted to escape this place of contention. Being pushed to get married and have children made him resistant.
"See, I told you this approach wouldn't work, but you didn't believe me."
Zhao Hongwen said helplessly after his son had left.
"Were you mute just now? Not saying a single word."
Qin Siwan glared at him. She just wanted a grandson, what was wrong with that?
Zhao Hongwen, seeing his wife start to blame him, quickly found an excuse and slipped away.
Marriage?
Knowing Yunhai as he did, it would be at least another five or six years.
"All of you, come out and drink with me."
Zhao Yunhai drove a silver-white BMW directly away from home and sent a message to his friends in the group.