A Farewell

"It would have been incredible if you guys stayed longer; have you ever considered moving to China?" Dre looked at his friend, who was loading the luggage into the vehicle that would take him to the airport.

"I would never come to live in China; it may be a beautiful place, but I wouldn't adapt to a lifestyle here." Dash replied when he returned to load the other bags.

Devon was also helping and added, "Especially since we don't speak the language."

At that moment, Jack approached and asked, "Dash doesn't speak the language?"

Cheng, standing nearby, said, "He doesn't know it; he can barely say hello and goodbye."

"But he told me he speaks Mandarin."

"Then he fooled you." Jack couldn't help but smile upon learning this.

No one was upset with Dash because he was a good person; everyone knew that outside of fights, he was just a guy fascinated by new things he had never experienced.

"I admit, I've never had an acquaintance I truly disliked. You're the first one to have certain hints of hostility, so I thought it would be fun, but I really want nothing but happiness for all of you."

"What, are you a peace ambassador now?"

Dre approached and said, "I told him not to go with the monks; those people really cleanse your soul and purify your body."

Devon looked at Dre, who now seemed anything but a fighter, and asked, "Where did you really hear that?"

Kim, who was next to Jack, simply said, "The monks don't talk to strangers, especially not in their language."

"I'm not lying; you can ask Mr. Han." Dre looked around for Mr. Han, but not seeing him, he gave up trying to explain to these visitors about the power of ancestors.

"That was fun, but now we have to go; it's always a beautiful experience to come to China. I'll be waiting for you all in my country." Dash walked towards his friends to bid them a big goodbye.

Cheng was good at everything except saying goodbye, but he hugged Dash with a little stiffness, and in the end, he seemed reluctant to let go of the hug. "Well, new champion, I hope you always keep the name of Sakura Bushido high."

"I always will." Cheng nodded, feeling that growing strength rise in his chest.

In the end, everyone headed to the airport; Jack and Kim agreed to leave with everyone to take advantage of the private flight.

When they arrived at the airport, they met Terry's entire team, who had let go of all anger towards their rivals and focused on their own things.

Johnny just watched from the side with a certain vigilance. "Are you really leaving my dojo again?"

"Of course, I'm old, so I'll concentrate solely on raising martial arts fame again. We've taught the students not to show mercy to their enemies, to help the weak, and to respect their elders." Terry looked at Johnny as if to say he had done the best he could not.

"That sounds good, but I don't think they'll take me back."

"All the kids have been led astray by their masters' hatred; that goes for you too, Daniel. You've been going against your master's teachings all this time, so I'm glad you've returned to the path of peace." Terry said, smiling slightly.

Daniel looked at Terry and said, "I haven't forgotten the kind of person you once were, but I'll forgive you if you're willing to change everything from the past."

"My son loves the piano; I'll train him to reach the top of what he truly loves, so you'll rarely see me back in martial arts." Terry didn't show hostility when hearing this from Daniel.

Dash, from afar, looked at Terry and said, "I think I'm truly the man of peace."

"You did nothing for them." Devon looked strangely at what, until recently, were considered enemies and couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"At least no one died."

"What?"