Chapter 55

Miaoling clearly had already gotten used to Su Yang's arrogant confidence and said nonchalantly, "Su Yang, when do you plan to return to Shanghai?"

"Tomorrow."

"Then I'll fly back to Shanghai with you, okay?" Miaoling said softly.

"No problem."

Su Yang looked at Miaoling with a deep meaning, his gaze involuntarily sweeping over her long, slender legs. To be honest, such a perfect figure and legs, even by Su Yang's standards, were worthy of great praise.

Miaoling obviously noticed this as well, her face turning slightly red, and she pulled her body back, glaring at Su Yang with a scolding look, "What are you looking at? If I had known, I wouldn't have worn a skirt to see you."

"If you didn't wear a skirt, it would be a waste of beauty," Su Yang said seriously.

Miaoling laughed, "I can't argue with you, but don't forget the breathing technique you promised to teach me."

Su Yang nodded, "That's easy. Once we're back in Shanghai, come to my place, and I'll teach you."

"Ah, I have to go to your place?"

Miaoling was taken aback. In her view, it should just be a booklet with little figures, right?

"What do you think?"

Su Yang said bluntly, "Although it's just a second-rate breathing technique, it involves the circulation of various acupoints and meridians, and sixteen different postures. Without teaching you in person for a whole night, how could you learn it?"

"Teach for a whole night..." Miaoling pondered, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if making a great sacrifice, "Alright, I'll do as you say."

Su Yang looked at her with a playful expression, knowing she was overthinking it. However, for Su Yang, the chance to tease the long-legged beauty in front of him was not a bad thing.

At the Lu family's old residence in Shanghai.

Lu Lao, who had already received a report from the commander of the Hong Kong garrison, Liu Dingguo, said to Zhou Lao with a mix of amusement and frustration, "Old Zhou, Su Xiaoyou is really causing trouble. Over 1,600 gang members have been escorted back to the mainland, and I have to clean up this mess. It's a headache."

"I've heard about it. But to be fair, this incident, though large, has greatly benefited Hong Kong's stability and unity."

"Think about it, even after Hong Kong's return, we haven't been able to eliminate the massive criminal organizations. It's not that we didn't act, but due to historical reasons, we couldn't take decisive action."

"Now, thanks to Su Xiaoyou's efforts, we just lent a hand, and he uprooted the largest criminal organization in Hong Kong."

"The casualties were minimal, which is completely acceptable. Most importantly, Su Xiaoyou saved hundreds of celebrities that night. Now, the front pages of all the newspapers are praising him, almost making him a national hero. This has also reduced your pressure."

Lu Lao nodded, "That's true. At least, after I talked to the Central Military Commission, they have tacitly approved this operation."

For these two founding military leaders, the discussion of this matter ended here. After all, even if Su Yang caused more trouble, as long as these two were willing to intervene, they could handle it once or twice.

Perhaps Zhou Lao's relationship with Su Yang hadn't reached that level, but Lu Lao knew Su Yang's background and was well aware of his abilities and character, so he would naturally support him to the end.

The two elders chatted for a bit more, and the topic turned to the upcoming major military competition of the seven military regions.

"Since the entire Nanjing Military Region adopted the breathing technique Su Xiaoyou taught, the overall quality of the troops has improved significantly. I think in this competition, no one will be able to match us, ha ha."

"Old Lu, don't be too happy yet. I heard that the granddaughter of the old man Miao from the Shenyang Military Region is always sticking around Su Xiaoyou," Zhou Lao said with a knowing smile.

"What, really?"

Lu Lao frowned, "That won't do. I need to have my granddaughter, Xinxin, keep a closer eye on Su Xiaoyou and try to get as many resources as possible."

"Ha ha, you old rascal, it seems you and the old man Miao are trying to sell your granddaughters."

"Hmph, the Nanjing Military Region is also your family. Don't just watch the show without helping," Lu Lao grumbled.

"I don't have a beautiful granddaughter, so I can't help," Zhou Lao said mischievously.

"You old fox, let's play chess. I won't be happy until I beat you a few times today."

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As soon as Su Yang returned to Shanghai, he received a call from the little devil Li Zixin.

"Su Yang, I won't be able to see you for a while. Dad and the elders are driving me crazy, making me copy the entire 'Tianmo Jue' and the 72 Hands of Tianmo. I'm exhausted. I've only completed a small part in several days."

"Just stay at home for a while. Once you're done, I'll give you a surprise."

Su Yang, who cared for Li Zixin as much as Xiao Wei, comforted her, "After all, the 'Tianmo Jue' is a classic passed down through generations in your family. It's understandable that your family has such high expectations."

"By the way, Dad mentioned something. He has two old friends who are descendants of the demon sect. Do you want to meet them?"

"Descendants of the demon sect..."

Su Yang paused, "Not yet. I'll consider it when I'm ready."

Li Zixin was just passing on the message and had no interest in such matters. She agreed and chatted with Su Yang for over half an hour before reluctantly hanging up.

Xiao Wei, due to the preparations for the film company, was still in Hong Kong.

Just as he hung up the phone, there was another knock at the door, which made Su Yang a bit overwhelmed.

Opening the door, he saw Xu Tianyang, who looked radiant.

"Master, I heard you're back in Shanghai, so I came to see you immediately. It's not convenient to discuss this over the phone, and I didn't dare to delay."

Even for a nearly hundred-year-old subordinate, something that could make him so concerned piqued Su Yang's interest, despite his usual indifference.

Pulling Xu Tianyang to sit down, Su Yang asked, "What is it?"

"It's a letter from London, England."

Xu Tianyang took out an unopened letter from his pocket, "It has your name on it but was sent to the old residence. I had someone check the postmark, and it turns out to be a special mark of the British Royal Family."

"After you left Shanghai and went to Europe, I believe this letter is related to your past."

A letter from London, England!

Su Yang took the letter from Xu Tianyang, and his thoughts drifted back over seventy years.

Especially when his eyes fell on the faint "e" at the bottom left of the letter, he felt an inexplicable excitement.

Evelyn, the foreign woman he had a romantic relationship with during his travels in Europe, a princess-like figure as ethereal as a fairy.

"Could she still be alive?"

Even for someone like Su Yang, who had lived for a thousand years, the chance to meet an old acquaintance from a previous life was rare, let alone meeting someone he had once loved.

"Xu Tianyang, you can go now. I need some time to myself."

Su Yang didn't open the letter immediately but closed his eyes, recalling the past.

Xu Tianyang, who had lived for nearly a century, had never seen Su Yang so emotionally moved. Knowing it wasn't the right time to disturb him, he quietly left the room.

In his previous life, Su Yang spent the most time in Europe, particularly in Britain, where he formed a deep friendship with members of the British Royal Family.

Later, due to his relationship with Evelyn, Su Yang helped the British Royal Family resolve two major crises.

To this day, the deed of the medieval stone castle in Warwick, near London, still bears Su Yang's name, which was just a part of the gratitude the British Royal Family showed him.

"If Xiao Yi is still alive..."

With a complex and excited heart, Su Yang opened the letter, and a slightly yellowed piece of paper fell into his hands.

"Yang, if there is a next life, as you said, then you must have seen this letter I left for you before I died..." The first line made Su Yang's eyes moist.

"The rainy season in London is too long, and I fear I won't survive this winter. I miss you so much, but I always knew that a man full of miracles like you couldn't belong to me alone."

"It's a pity I won't be able to see you one last time. I hope that when I reach heaven, I can secretly look at you."

"Because of your appearance and help, my family gained favor in the royal court, but that's not what I wanted. I just wanted to be in your arms, even for a second, which would be happiness."

"You told me before you left that if we have a chance, we might meet again. But I am too old to move. I hope this letter can help me make up for my last regret before I die."

"Do you remember? I once said I would knit a scarf for you. Although it's difficult for Easterners to learn knitting, I managed to do it."

"If you receive this letter, come to London. You know where to find me. Even if I have turned to dust, or even if it's just a gravestone, I hope you will wear the scarf I knitted for you and come to see me."

"By the way, I didn't follow your advice to marry a good man after you left. This is the first and last time I didn't listen to you. As long as we live in each other's hearts, death cannot separate us."

"I adopted my cousin's daughter, Diana. This letter will probably be sent by her, as I won't be around to do it..."

The letter was dated winter 2001, meaning Evelyn had been dead for over a decade.

After a long time, Su Yang took a deep breath, but the faint sadness in his heart remained. At that moment, his mind was filled with the beautiful times he had with Evelyn.

"Xiao Yi, rest assured, I will come to London to see you."

Su Yang carefully put the letter in his pocket and walked to the window, looking up at the sky, his heart filled with a sense of frustration that he couldn't express.

"Why did you make me live for a thousand years, to be reborn nine times? If I only lived one life, wouldn't that be a kind of happiness?"

In the evening, Xu Tianyang received a call from Su Yang.

"Xu Tianyang, contact someone for me, a woman named Diana. She should be a member of the British Royal Family. Tell her I received the letter and give her my number. I'll wait for her call."

After giving this instruction, Su Yang hung up and wandered the streets, not knowing what to do.

Unconsciously, he walked into the neighborhood where his granddaughter, Zhao Yar, lived.

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