Yu Daohan ran to the doorway and saw Su Lai, Da Hu, and others looking down at a black and white photograph displayed inside.
The black and white photo was none other than Yu Daohan himself.
Yu Daohan was stunned on the spot.
What the hell was going on?
Was I dead????
Biao Tao and some other disciples from the Yanhuo Sect were also lowering their heads, completely unaware that Yu Daohan had walked behind them.
In front of the white photograph, Zhang Xiaoqiang, wearing a white cloth headband, muttered, "Don't worry, Master Yu, I will definitely take good care of Yi Yun and the others. I will also guard the Midnight Spirit Shop for you. If you need anything down there, just tell me. I, Zhang Xiaoqiang, will avenge you. Rest in peace, Master Yu!"
After speaking, he kowtowed three times. Biao Tao walked forward and knelt down, saying, "I'm sorry, Master Yu, I'm the one who caused your death. If I hadn't called you, you wouldn't have died."
As Yu Daohan listened to Biao Tao's words, he felt increasingly uncomfortable. He then looked at Xu Ya Ya, who was sitting nearby, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's wife, Su Qing, who remained silent.
Only Yu Yi Yun, standing beside them, had a smile on her face as she carelessly licked her ice cream. When someone handed her a red envelope, she smiled and thanked them.
Yu Daohan was somewhat speechless. Even though he was supposedly dead, this little girl was still carelessly eating ice cream.
Although he wasn't dead.
After speaking, Biao Tao stood up and walked towards Xu Ya Ya and the other two, placing a stack of red banknotes on the table: "Ya Ya, this money is my token of sympathy."
Xu Ya Ya nodded sadly, "Thank you, Director Biao."
Yu Yi Yun, seeing the large stack of red banknotes, her eyes lit up. She reached out her small hand and began counting.
One ice cream, two ice creams, three ice creams, four ice creams...
After speaking, Biao Tao turned and left. As he reached the doorway, he saw Yu Daohan behind the crowd. He froze for two seconds and then shouted, "Master Yu!"
"Holy crap, are you a ghost or a human!" Biao Tao couldn't help but ask.
Yu Daohan rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Do you think I'm human or a ghost?"
The surrounding crowd turned to look and were all stunned. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was kneeling, was also dumbfounded, not knowing what was happening.
Yu Daohan looked at the crowd and laughed heartily, "Seeing everyone so sad, I didn't have the heart to stop you."
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up and walked in front of Yu Daohan, touching his familiar face, "Holy crap, Master Yu, you're really not dead."
Yu Daohan impatiently pushed Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand away, "Nonsense, you kid, you can't wait for me to die, can you?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed heartily, "I knew Master Yu wouldn't die so easily."
Seeing that their sect leader was alive, all the disciples of the Yanhuo Sect were overjoyed. The Grand Elder Hu Ting also smiled happily.
Three days ago, they had received the death notice that all disciples led by Yu Daohan had perished.
They initially didn't believe it and sent people to search, but after three days with no news, they had to accept the reality.
The news of Yu Daohan's death had also slowly spread across the Black Net.
Upon hearing the news, Su Lai and Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed to the scene to search.
Especially Zhang Xiaoqiang, who dispatched all the elite disciples of the Yanhuo Sect to join the search, vowing to bring him back alive or dead.
However, after three days, there was no clue. Although Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't believe Yu Daohan would die so easily, he had to accept the fact.
Yu Daohan casually made up a story to tell everyone how he escaped.
Seeing that Yu Daohan was fine, everyone bid farewell and left.
Yu Daohan looked at Grand Elder Hu Ting, "I apologize, Elder Hu, for making you worry."
Hu Ting waved his hand, his face showing a smile, "As long as Master is alright, that's all that matters."
Since the news of Yu Daohan's death spread on the Black Net, some sects had become restless and started to provoke the Yanhuo Sect. Especially the Zhengdao Sect, which had vowed to eradicate the Yanhuo Sect from the martial world.
Now that Yu Daohan was fine, those sects dared not act rashly.
With Yu Daohan's talent, the Yanhuo Sect would surely reach the pinnacle of the martial world within five years.
"Since Master is alright, this old man will take his leave. After all, there are still some matters to attend to at the sect," Hu Ting said, and then led the Yanhuo Sect disciples away.
Yu Daohan nodded and watched Hu Ting and the others leave.
Hu Ting knew in his heart that as long as Yu Daohan was alive, the Yanhuo Sect still had hope of rising. He was certain that within three years, those sects that had opposed the Yanhuo Sect would pay a heavy price.
After seeing everyone off, Yu Daohan let out a long sigh and looked at the excited Xu Ya Ya, "I'm sorry, Ya Ya, for making you worry."
Xu Ya Ya wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes and shook her head, a smile appearing on her face, "Brother Yu, I'm just glad you're okay."
"Daddy, you're back," Yu Yi Yun said with a wide grin.
Yu Daohan felt a bit helpless. Looking at the little girl's adorable appearance, he couldn't bring himself to scold her, "Alright, you're so happy that your daddy is dead."
Yu Yi Yun shook her head, "I already knew Daddy wouldn't be in any danger."
Yu Daohan looked confused, "How did you know Daddy wouldn't be in danger?"
"Because Daddy Qin is very powerful. If he went, Daddy would definitely be safe and sound," Yu Yi Yun replied.
Daddy Qin?
Why was this little girl suddenly calling Qin Muyu such a strange name?
"Since you knew Daddy was fine, why didn't you tell everyone?" Yu Daohan asked.
Yu Yi Yun puffed out her cheeks proudly, "Because I discovered that this thing called a funeral is both fun and profitable. Not only do they have to kowtow to Daddy, but they also have to give red envelopes. Look, Daddy, all this money is enough to buy a lot of ice cream."
Yu Yi Yun finished speaking and pointed to the red envelopes and cash on the table.