The moonlight laid out a silver-scaled path on the sea surface, and an elderly man with hands behind his back stepped onto the crest of the waves.
Where his feet landed, it wasn’t water splashes that spread, but circles of ice crystals forming the symbols of Bagua.
Tonight, there was no wind over the East Sea, yet the waves of three hundred miles fell silent when he took his third step.
Tang Fei had once crossed paths with him. When he first arrived at New Star, he was brought by Phoenix to the Shen’s Mansion at Luojia Mountain to seek justice, where Shen Boyu personally met him and offered some compensation.
In Tang Fei’s eyes, he was a seemingly kind and amicable yet secretly shrewd old man.
Well, that’s how villains usually are.
His impression was neither good nor bad...
At that time, Tang Fei was still unaware of his family background and didn’t know the role the Shen Family played in the "Tang’s Destruction" case.
He only wanted to survive quietly and hoped he and Little Fatty could live peacefully in New Star.
Later, he heard from Sheng Xinhuai about Shen Boyu’s secret. The wine-loving Sheng Kuang encountered Shen Boyu fishing alone and wanted to kill him.
Unfortunately, after waiting for a day, he found no opportunity to strike.
The wine-loving Sheng Kuang had long passed the Mountain Gate and advanced to the Grandmaster Realm, yet he couldn’t find a way to kill a small old man...
Completely flawless, no weaknesses were found.
Absolutely terrifying.
Just what is the cultivation realm of this little old man?
Some even said Tang Li, his father, was caught by Shen Boyu himself...
Thus, rumors spread that Shen Boyu had advanced to Great Grandmaster.
Rumor was rumor, no one had seen it with their own eyes.
After all, Shen Boyu hadn’t made a move for twenty years.
Now, Tang Fei was honored... tragically witnessing...
He truly was a Great Grandmaster.
A bolt from the blue.
Seeing Shen Boyu walking over step by step, seemingly slow yet extremely fast, Tang Fei felt endless despair in his eyes.
When he encountered Zhong Daoling at Fengming Palace, he realized the vast distance between a Grandmaster and a Great Grandmaster.
One word apart, worlds apart.
Shen Boyu stopped not far from Tang Fei and, with a gesture, pulled Shen Xinglan out of the Black Sea.
Shen Xinglan was drenched, his face ashen, barely breathing.
He could feel that several of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were deformed due to intense pressure.
Compared to the physical pain, the pain in his heart was greater.
Lost to Tang Fei once again.
Again and again... how many more times must he lose?
Could it truly be that he’s simply inferior?
After so many years of diligent practice... what’s the point?
At this moment, Shen Xinglan felt utterly hopeless.
Shen Boyu quietly watched Shen Xinglan floating in front of him with a gentle smile and softly comforted, "Victory and defeat are common in a warrior’s life. No need to dwell on it, or take it to heart."
"Do you remember the ’Mengzi. Gaozi II’ I taught you when you were a child? Therefore, when Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on someone, it first exhausts their minds, burdens their muscles and bones, starves their bodies, impoverishes them, and frustrates them in their actions, to toughen their will and enhance their capacity."
"What you’ve gone through is precisely the necessary phase every superior must experience. Han Xin endured humiliation but when he reached fame, it transformed from a scar to a badge of honor."
Shen Xinglan’s voice was hoarse, his eyes red.
Whenever he faced life’s challenges and setbacks, Second Grandpa would comfort and guide him like today, telling him these difficulties are nothing; enduring bitterness leads to enduring more bitterness.
Withstanding the impact of waves, only then can one withstand wave after wave...
"You rest well, leave the rest to me," Shen Boyu said softly.
Shen Xinglan felt unwilling.
Already in this state, besides resting, what else can he do?
Shen Boyu’s gaze fell on Tang Fei’s face, smiling, he said, "A mouse is still a mouse, no matter how cunning, it can’t escape the fate of being caught by the cat."
"You thought by changing your face and outfit, we couldn’t find you? Everything follows rules, wherever you go you leave traces..."
"When you killed Le Wen, we suspected you had returned. But it was orchestrated by Lu Family’s girl, so we weren’t certain."
"When you snuck into Fengming Palace to kill Le You, the answer was clear... only the Sheng family’s father and daughter helped you cover up, so we waited for you to expose yourself."
"Therefore..." Tang Fei glared viciously at Shen Boyu, struggling to speak each word under the pressure and lock of a Great Grandmaster’s aura, "You were always hiding behind Shen Xinglan..."
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; you don’t understand this principle?" Shen Boyu’s lips showed a hint of mocking smile as he slowly said, "Xing Lan said he sensed your aura, we chose to believe him... we followed when he caught up with you."
"Can’t defeat the young one, bring the old one? The Shen Family’s prodigy is really something." Tang Fei taunted Shi Xinglan, who was gravely injured, with lingering taste in his words.
Shen Xinglan spat blood once more. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵
With his proud nature, there was no way he’d call for reinforcements himself.
He truly didn’t know Second Grandpa was following.
Unfortunately, the excitement aggravated his wound, now he couldn’t even speak...
Shen Boyu understood Tang Fei’s intention, this bastard really has a wicked mind.
Prefers to drag someone down with him even if it means dying, using words to attack when he couldn’t move...