Feng Ruoxing really ran over to check Chen Xiaobao's body. Seeing that he had truly died from a curse, she felt much better.

Feng Ruoxing was still a girl at heart, and sometimes she would soften. If it were any other martial artist, they would have killed Chen Xiaobao even if he hadn't made any moves, just to eliminate the threat completely.

Martial artists liked to go for the absolute kill, mainly because they feared the continuation of hatred. Letting a child go might mean that one day he would stand before you as a revenger, raising the knife in the same way you did years ago.

Feng Ruoxing walked behind me and said, "Li Po, if Chen Xiaobao hadn't died, would you have killed him?"

"Would you believe me if I said no?" I laughed. "I can risk my life in the martial world, but I have no interest in killing a child. If he has the ability, he can grow up and come after me. If he doesn't, killing him is meaningless to me."

"I won't be soft on enemies. But the bloody martial world should also have a trace of warmth; otherwise, it's too cold."

"Leng Gou, hold on tight! I'm going to climb down the cliff. If you fall and turn into dog pancake, I'm not responsible!" I shouted at Ye Yang and climbed down the mountain the way we came.

Old Liu was gone. I searched for a long time before I saw the mark he left: he had returned to Weizi Lane.

When I arrived at the Chen residence in Weizi Lane, Wang the Butcher and the others were already there. No one went to disturb Old Liu.

Old Liu stood under the jujube tree in the courtyard, not knowing whether he was reminiscing or pondering something. He didn't move until I arrived, then he finally said, "Master, Xiao Bei is inside. Please, do me a favor and let her live in peace as Chen Xiaobei!"

I nodded slightly. "Shijie, take Old Liu next door to rest. Leng Gou, Feng Ruoxing, let's go over there."

Ye Yang finally got off my back and followed me into the Chen residence. Chen Xiaobei was sitting in the same room as before, but her face now had a coldness that shouldn't belong to someone her age.

Chen Xiaobei looked at me as I entered and bowed slightly. "Master, did he ask you to come?"

"He thinks I should be Chen Xiaobei, right?"

After a moment of silence, I tentatively said, "You've already been reincarnated, you should have a new life. The past is just an unrecallable memory. Isn't the Meng Po Soup (Soup of Oblivion) in the underworld meant to make people forget everything and live again?"

Chen Xiaobei said softly, "Then why can he remember me, but I can't remember him?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Old Liu hasn't been reincarnated. He died once, and now he's just a person possessing a corpse. In a sense, he's a ghost. A living ghost."

Chen Xiaobei smiled bitterly, "He was so ruthless when he was human. He's even more ruthless as a ghost."

I opened my mouth to defend Old Liu, but I couldn't say anything.

Feng Ruoxing said, "Xiao Bei, sometimes forgetting is a form of protection. Old Liu is already old, but you're still in the prime of your youth."

"You are separated by life and death, humans and ghosts, and forcibly continuing the past life's relationship might..."

Chen Xiaobei said sadly again, "He used to say, 'I'll fail you in this life, but I'll repay you in the next.' The next life he spoke of has already arrived, but he wants me to forget him."

I stood up and gave Ye Yang a look, but the latter shook his head slightly: he didn't want to do it.

I could only take this step. Someone had to play the villain in the end, so it might as well be me!

Chen Xiaobei closed her eyes when she saw me get up. "Do it! Take care of him, and tell him that I'll wait for him in the next life, still in this alley. Among the old lanes are his old friends."

Just as I raised my hand, unsure of how to bring it down, Ye Yang held it in the air. "Forgetting isn't necessarily the answer! Secret techniques can't solve all problems. Sometimes, freeing yourself from a love tribulation is more effective than any secret technique."

As Ye Yang spoke, he took out a bank card. "There's some money here, take it and live well. This money will be deducted from Old Liu's commission. It's his gift to you, not ours."

"If you've thought it through and want to be Chen Xiaobei, this money is Old Liu's compensation to you. If you can't figure it out and still want to spend your life with Old Liu, come back to us in ten years."

"Ten years from now, if Old Liu still wants this result, no matter how much you beg us, I will erase your memory."

"Ten years from now, if neither of you can let go of each other, we will force Old Liu to retire from the martial world and spend the rest of his life with you."

"Don't worry, we are Yang Jian Jie Ming Ren, longevity is not a problem for us. As long as we don't die, we can borrow a lifespan for Old Liu."

Chen Xiaobei was already in tears when Ye Yang gently placed the bank card on the table.

I turned around and said, "Don't say anything, and don't thank us. Don't let Old Liu see through the cracks, just sit there quietly."

I came out of the room and said to Old Liu, "It's all settled."

Old Liu's body trembled slightly, and he turned with difficulty to look at Xiao Bei. Xiao Bei was indeed sitting motionless in the room.

Old Liu's tears flowed out. For him, this was the last time they would meet.

Old Liu finally sighed and walked out of the old alley.

The moment he left Weizi Lane, I suddenly felt Old Liu's aura changing.