This time, Feng Yi carefully told Uncle Jiu what had happened over the years, including his return to Maoshan and Awei's death in his arms.
However, the fact that he became the new head coach of Maoshan was not announced immediately.
"Yes, you are safe and sound, and your apprentices are growing up very well, so I am relieved."
Uncle Jiu's mood calmed down little by little, and then he looked at Feng Yidao: "Feng Yi, you already know about Qiu Sheng and Wencai, right? They have been expelled from my school by me long ago.
As for Awei...he has passed away, so I won't mention him.
Regarding you, I have never mentioned it before because I don’t know your whereabouts or your life or death.
Now, I can't treat one favorably. From today on, you are no longer my apprentice, Lin Zhengying. The friendship between our master and apprentice ends here."
Seeing Uncle Jiu's rare smile just now, Aunt Zhue thought he had solved his knot. She didn't expect that he would suddenly say such words. Her face changed drastically and she said, "Zhengying, what nonsense are you talking about?!"
"This is not nonsense."
Uncle Jiu said calmly: "Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai have left the school a long time ago, so we can't let Feng Yi do something special. Speaking of which, I have watched Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai grow up, and they entered the school much earlier than Feng Yi.
Is it because Feng Yi is outstanding that I want to keep him? Then who am I?"
"You know that's not what I meant!"
Gu Gu said hurriedly: "Now that Feng Yi has returned safely and has something to worry about, it is only right to call Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng back!
Do you hope that what happened to Ah Wei will happen again?"
"So be it."
Uncle Jiu ignored Gu Gu's words and looked at Feng Dao: "Thank you very much for traveling all the way to see me. Our master-disciple relationship is over and you can go back."
When Uncle Jiu and Gu Gu were talking, Feng Yi looked as usual, not surprised at all.
After working with Uncle Jiu for so many years, he knew the other person's temper very well. It was very normal for the other person to say what he just said.
He said calmly: "Master, this disciple came to Hong Kong Island this time, firstly to see you, and secondly to prepare for a trip to Japan..."
As he spoke, Feng looked at the sea in the distance with a strong murderous intent and said: "The blood debt they committed back then must be repaid in kind, double in amount!"
Uncle Jiu's face trembled when he heard this but he didn't say anything, but Aunt Zhue said anxiously: "You go to Japan alone? It's too dangerous!
Japan is not a big place, but there are many talented people and strangers. In that war, we sacrificed so many people to barely repel them, so don’t do anything stupid."
"Master Wife, you don't need to persuade me, I must go to Japan on this trip."
Feng Yi said with no doubt: "I was unable to participate in the war. This is my biggest regret. So many relatives and friends died tragically on the battlefield. I must avenge them!"
Gu Gu wanted to say something more, but Uncle Jiu interrupted her and said, "Old lady, stop talking. Now Feng Yi is no longer my apprentice. Let him do whatever he wants."
"Zhengying, what are you talking about?"
For the first time in so many years, Aunt Zhue lost her temper with Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu smiled sadly and said: "Old woman, what qualifications do we have to give orders to Feng Yi now?
At that time, so many brothers and sisters died on the battlefield, and the master and the master's uncle were martyred.
What about us?
He ran away after being injured and has been surviving to this day, suffering the condemnation of his conscience day and night.
You don't know how many times I dreamed of them. They were all covered in blood and asked me why I ran away alone?
I, Lin Zhengying, have lived half my life and have always stood upright and had a clear conscience, but I never imagined that I would abandon my fellow disciples and survive..."
"Master, you can't say that."
Feng Yi said: "You left Maoshan after being seriously injured. You have done what you should do.
To be honest, Master, even if you chose to stay and die in the battle, you still can't change the outcome, right?
In fact, those who survive should be cherished even more.
Master Xuanji was also injured, but he still stayed in Maoshan. If he gave up on himself and felt sorry for himself like you, I am afraid that Maoshan would have completely declined by now.
All the master and brothers died tragically, and most of the elite disciples in the sect were also killed or injured, but he survived. Can you say that he survived alone?
Because he knew that the burden on his shoulders was very heavy, and he could not just watch Maoshan be removed from the world. He wanted Maoshan to rise again and become glorious again, so that he could have a face to see his dead ancestors and be worthy of the title.
Truly guilt-free.
You put all the pressure on yourself, isolated yourself from the world, had no contact with others, and even angered your family, expelling Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai from the school.
Everyone is unhappy because they care about your feelings. This is definitely not what Master Xuanji wants to see. The reason why he arranged for you to leave is to leave hope for Maoshan, and he also hopes that you can live well.
Master, you really did something wrong in this matter."
Feng Yi's words were not harsh, and his tone of voice was very calm, but Uncle Jiu's face was pale and shocked, and his chest was heaving violently.
After so many years, everyone was saying and doing things according to his wishes, for fear of causing his dissatisfaction. Feng Yi was the only one to accuse him face to face.
But if you taste it carefully, Feng Yi is absolutely right.
Because of him, his wife took her children to a foreign country, and his apprentice had no chance to come back. Everyone was living a very depressed life...
Looking at the emotional Uncle Jiu, Aunt Sue had a look of concern on her face. She knew that what Feng Yi said made sense, but she was worried that his words were too sharp and would hurt Uncle Jiu's heart.
After a long time, Uncle Jiu slowly regained his composure. Just when he was about to speak, his face turned purple and he spurted out a mouthful of blood with a loud sound, splashing on his clothes, which was shocking.
Several pedestrians who were passing by were frightened when they saw this scene, and quickly stepped aside, watching curiously and whispering in low voices.
"Zhengying!"
Aunt Zhue was so frightened when she saw this scene that she hurriedly stepped forward and held Uncle Jiu's hand. Feng Yi's expression also changed drastically. He didn't expect that his few words could make Uncle Jiu cough up blood.
If Uncle Jiu had any shortcomings, he would not be able to escape the blame even if he died.
"Junior sister, I'm fine..."
After vomiting blood, Uncle Jiu not only did not feel depressed, but his complexion improved a lot: "It was this depression that stayed in my heart for many years. It accumulated more and more, making me become like this.
appearance.
Now that I have spit out the congestion, I feel much more relaxed."
Gu Gu was dubious, so she took Uncle Jiu's pulse and checked it. After confirming that Uncle Jiu's health had indeed improved, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Feng Dao with some annoyance: "You brat, what you just said was too harsh."
"It's all my fault, Master Wife."
When Feng Yi heard this, he felt relieved and quickly admitted his mistake: "Master, the disciple just said something unreasonable, you must not take it to heart."
