Chapter 231: Reaching Life's Peak Just Like That
"Impressive."
Celestial Master Zhang pondered. No one had ever withstood his ultimate technique and remained unscathed. Even coughing up a bit of blood would have been a testament to his prowess, indicating that the opponent was merely strong, not invincible.
But now…
"Young Master Lin, your ability to withstand my killing move shows that your fate is not yet sealed. My disciple's lack of skill cannot be blamed on others. The feud between us ends here."
Celestial Master Zhang deemed this young man terrifying, an insurmountable force. He had just struck with full force, yet the opponent remained unharmed. This demonstrated a terrifying level of power, likely very difficult to contend with.
Since an opportunity for a graceful exit presented itself, he swiftly took it.
"Farewell."
Celestial Master Zhang cupped his hands, then with a single step, vanished like a phantom, abandoning his previous leisurely demeanor.
"Zhang…"
Several family elders called out softly, then swallowed their words, offering awkward smiles to Elder Lin. Damn it, how could things turn out this way? It was completely different from what they had anticipated.
"Get out!"
Elder Lin's fury erupted like a flood, his roar shaking everyone's eardrums.
"Elder Lin, if you want us to leave, just say so. Why scold us? After all, we've known each other for decades," Elder Duan said, feigning grievance.
Seeing Elder Lin's glare, he immediately shut his mouth.
He hurriedly led his family members away.
They felt like fools, experiencing an indescribable sense of frustration.
Opportunities are fleeting, vanishing in the blink of an eye, difficult to grasp even if one tries.
At this moment, the Lin family's gazes towards Lin Fan had changed. That was Celestial Master Zhang, a martial arts legend, yet he had left just like that. Moreover, they realized a serious matter.
It seemed Celestial Master Zhang had suffered a hidden loss.
"Fan'er, are you alright?" Mother Lin asked worriedly. Just now, Celestial Master Zhang had patted her son all over. She wouldn't believe it was just to dust him off; it must have been a vicious attack.
"I'm fine."
Lin Fan felt everyone here was acting strangely.
He truly felt nothing, yet everyone seemed to constantly ask if he was alright. This dream was truly bizarre, filled with an indescribable strangeness.
If Old Zhang were here, he would definitely say, "I'm scared. Are these people's brains alright?"
The departing families spread the news of what happened at the Lin family.
It caused a great commotion.
Celestial Master Zhang personally descended the mountain to avenge his disciple, Daoist Qingyun, but was defeated at the Lin family and ultimately left in disgrace.
People's first reaction to this news was disbelief.
That was Celestial Master Zhang, a martial arts legend, an idol worshipped by countless people. Now, to say that Celestial Master Zhang was defeated at the Lin family, to them, it was a joke, something unbelievable.
Those families all had news outlets.
Having lost face at the Lin family, they had to make up for it in other ways, such as praising the Lin family. It wasn't exactly praise, but rather stating the facts, essentially elevating Lin Fan to the heavens.
At the Lin family home, Lin Fan stayed in his room, troubled. He asked them where the Martial Arts Holy Land was, but no one would tell him. He couldn't understand why they wouldn't tell him.
Was there some unspeakable secret?
Seeing the computer on the desk, he had an idea. He turned on the computer and searched for "Martial Arts Holy Land." Results quickly appeared.
The Martial Arts Holy Land had been established for hundreds of years and was considered a sacred place in the hearts of all martial artists worldwide. He didn't pay much attention to these introductions but instead looked for the location of the Martial Arts Holy Land.
Soon, he found it.
"Mount Tai Bai."
So it was there.
Lin Fan wanted to leave immediately, but he believed his family wouldn't want him to go. If he told them his plan, he would definitely be stopped. So, after some thought, he decided nighttime was best.
Night fell.
Insects chirped, the changing weather having revealed a new and joyous activity to them, the ultimate result of which would be many more little insects.
Lin Fan lay in bed, fast asleep. Ring, ring, ring! His phone alarm went off.
He rubbed his eyes and got up.
The daytime was too boring, so he could only sleep to pass the time and wait for nightfall.
He opened the window.
Bent his knees.
Boom!
He leaped, transforming into a streak of light that vanished into the sky.
He planned to jump there. Although the distance was quite far, he felt it was just a matter of time. As long as he headed in this direction, he would arrive soon.
Holding his phone, he looked at the navigation.
The direction was correct.
No one knew that there would be such a simpleton who wouldn't take a plane and instead headed towards the Martial Arts Holy Land. He must have had a screw loose.
He leaped tens of thousands of meters, then landed, his legs springing forth again, the ground instantly cracking as he transformed into a streak of light soaring into the sky. This was much faster than taking a plane.
Morning arrived.
"Fan'er, are you up?"
Mother Lin called from outside the door. Hearing no response, she pushed the door open. The room was empty, the wind whistling, blowing the curtains.
Her expression changed slightly.
No one saw Fan'er go out during the day. Did he leave through the window?
The computer screen on the desk was lit.
Mother Lin moved the mouse to check the website and found it displaying a map, the starting point being the Lin family home and the destination being the Martial Arts Holy Land.
Crash!
She hurriedly stood up, knocking over the chair in her haste. But now, how could she care about such things?
"Dad, something's happened!"
In the living room, Elder Lin was reading the newspaper. The Lin family had taken control of all external news. It was good news, to the extent that the Lin family's status had risen significantly. In just this short period, he had received several calls, all from other martial arts families.
In the past, he would have had to speak to them politely. Any martial arts family needed alliances; it had significant benefits both internally and externally.
"What's the matter? Why are you so panicked?" Elder Lin asked calmly. His daughter-in-law was good in every way, except sometimes she was too easily flustered. What could possibly happen now?
Even if something did happen, his grandson could handle it.
Mother Lin said anxiously, "Fan'er, he's gone to the Martial Arts Holy Land."
"What?"
Elder Lin abruptly stood up, his eyes widening. "He has no money, no ID. How did he go?"
"I don't know," Mother Lin shook her head.
That was what she wanted to know too.
The Lin family home was extremely far from the Martial Arts Holy Land. Even by plane, it would take a day and a night, let alone on foot.
"Quick, contact a plane. We'll leave for the Martial Arts Holy Land immediately."
Although Elder Lin didn't believe Lin Fan had gone on foot, he couldn't rule out the possibility. What if it were true?
His foolish grandson had finally regained some normalcy.
Nothing must happen to him.
Mount Tai Bai.
"What a tall mountain."
Lin Fan wasn't highly educated. Faced with this scenery, it was already quite good that he didn't say, "Holy crap, so tall!" At least he had graduated from junior high and could use the four-character phrase "What a tall mountain" to describe the mountain's magnificence.
If Laozi were here, he would also say, "Indeed."
He had traveled from the Lin family home, journeying overnight, to arrive at the foot of Mount Tai Bai, the location of the Martial Arts Holy Land.
"Xiao Bao, you'll be healthy again soon."
Lin Fan strode forward, walking up the mountain. The Martial Arts Holy Land was not just any place. The moment he appeared, he had already been discovered by the Holy Land's scouts.
The arrival of a stranger naturally required investigation.
Reaching the mountainside…
"Halt!"
A disciple of the Martial Arts Holy Land blocked Lin Fan's path.
"Who are you? Why have you come to the Martial Arts Holy Land?"
They stared at Lin Fan, scrutinizing his attire. In their years at the Martial Arts Holy Land, they had never seen anyone dare to cause trouble here, so they didn't think too much of it.
After all, regardless of who it was, they had to consider where this place was.
Was this a place where ordinary people could act recklessly?
"Hello, my name is Lin Fan. I want to borrow the Tianshan Snow Lotus from your Martial Arts Holy Land. My best friend needs it. If you're willing to help, I'll be very grateful."
Lin Fan extended his hand, smiling at the disciple.
The disciple looked at Lin Fan, his expression turning unpleasant. But gradually, he found the other's smile somewhat unnerving, his heart filled with unease. He lowered his head, not daring to look directly.
What an unsettling smile.
Slap!
He swatted away Lin Fan's hand and said, looking down, "This is the Martial Arts Holy Land, not a place for idlers. Go back where you came from and don't cause trouble for yourself."
As a disciple of the Martial Arts Holy Land, he truly didn't believe the other would dare to touch him.
Try touching me.
If you dare touch me, I'll definitely lie on the ground and cry my eyes out, making it look like you're bullying me. Then, you'll be condemned by everyone and have nowhere to hide your shame.
"I'm not causing trouble. And can you be a little friendlier? From your appearance, you don't seem like a bad person," Lin Fan said.
The disciple laughed. "Oh, so you can read faces? Brother, you've found the right person. I don't have any other skills, but I like to believe in these things. Read my palm, tell me about my fortune."
He extended his hand towards Lin Fan.
As a disciple of the Martial Arts Holy Land, he certainly wasn't short of money. If the other party spoke well, he wouldn't be stingy with his reward.
Lin Fan found the other party strange.
Extending his hand like that, what did it mean?
Lin Fan grasped the disciple's hand.
He recalled a patient in the mental hospital. That patient claimed to be a master, able to see through everything at a glance.
Palm reading?
Although he didn't know how to read palms, that patient had told him some professional jargon, which he had memorized.
"Hmm!"
Lin Fan's expression turned serious, an expression he had learned from that patient. Back then, he had been surprised, wondering if something bad was about to happen, feeling somewhat scared.
"Is there a problem?" the disciple asked.
Lin Fan recalled the words from before and slowly said, "Good palm, good fortune, good life."
The three "goods" piqued the disciple's interest. Sometimes, even if you knew it was fake, hearing others praise you felt good.
No matter who it was, even the most upright and honest person, enjoyed being flattered.
Although he might maintain a straight face and sternly reprimand against flattery, he would still feel pleased inside. This kind of person was inwardly smug, unlike outwardly smug people who enjoyed open displays of self-satisfaction.
"How so?" the disciple asked expectantly.
Lin Fan pointed to his palm. "This is the lifeline, so long, long life. This is the career line, smooth sailing, you'll achieve great things in the future. This is the love line, you'll find a beautiful wife in the future…"
"However, you have a bloody disaster awaiting you."
These words were all what the patient had told him.
He was simply repeating what someone had told him to someone else.
"Bloody disaster? How can I avoid it?" the disciple asked nervously.
Lin Fan shook his head. "Heaven's secrets cannot be revealed."
After saying that, he continued walking towards the mountaintop.
"Stop! The Martial Arts Holy Land cannot be trespassed. Go back!" The disciple grabbed Lin Fan's wrist. Although he had enjoyed the flattery, it was just a江湖 trick, something to listen to, not to believe.
Lin Fan raised his hand and gently waved it.
The disciple fell on his backside, pain shooting through him. Reaching down, he touched bright red blood. He looked at the receding figure in astonishment and exclaimed,
"It's really a bloody disaster!"
He hadn't believed it before.
Now, he truly did.
The Martial Arts Holy Land was solemn and extraordinary. Anyone who came here needed to be filled with awe.
Hundreds of years ago, the world was in chaos. Martial artists, relying on their strength, committed all sorts of crimes, creating widespread disorder. Then, a peerless expert emerged, leading numerous followers to suppress the chaos and ultimately establish the Martial Arts Holy Land.
Even the current Martial Alliance was established with the approval of the Martial Arts Holy Land.
It was a subordinate unit of the Martial Arts Holy Land.
However, wherever there was power, there would be conflict. This was an unchanging truth, an undeniable fact.
Rustle!
There were sounds from the surroundings.
"Halt!"
"Who goes there, daring to trespass in the Martial Arts Holy Land?"
Upon learning of the situation at the foot of the mountain, the disciples of the Holy Land immediately gathered. The Holy Land was not a place anyone could enter. To enter the Holy Land, one needed an invitation or to ascend through layers of visits.
Lin Fan directly barged into the mountain, violating a sacred taboo.
Naturally, others couldn't let him go.
The experts who came this time were extraordinary, far surpassing the disciple he encountered earlier.
Leading them was a middle-aged man wielding a long sword, his feet resting lightly on the leaves. This level of lightness skill alone placed him among the top martial artists.
His reputation was well-deserved.
Lin Fan cupped his hands in greeting. "Hello everyone, my name is Lin Fan. I've come to the Sacred Martial Grounds on behalf of a friend to borrow the Millennial Tianshan Snow Lotus. If you lend it to me, I will be eternally grateful."
He had come for Xiao Bao.
No matter what, he had to obtain the snow lotus.
However, he shouldn't have said those words. Any normal person would know this was impossible. Borrowing? Could something like this be borrowed?
Borrowing from the Sacred Martial Grounds? Preposterous.
The disciples almost burst out laughing when they heard Lin Fan. In their many years at the Sacred Martial Grounds, they had seen all sorts of people.
Some kowtowed every three steps, hoping to become disciples of the Sacred Master.
Some, pursued by enemies, sought the protection of the Sacred Martial Grounds.
And so on.
All sorts of things happened.
But they had never seen someone like this, coming directly to the Sacred Martial Grounds to borrow something, and what's more, borrowing the sacred treasure.
If they hadn't misheard, then this guy was completely insane.
"Where did this lunatic come from? The Sacred Martial Grounds are not a place for you to run wild. Get out!" the man roared.
Although the Sacred Martial Grounds were known for decisive action, they were willing to spare a comical fellow like this. If he could be driven away, there was no need to kill him.
"This is going to take forever to get up the mountain."
Lin Fan looked at the towering peak, scratching his head, thinking of a solution. He bent his knees, and with a bang, the steps cracked. Like a cannonball, he soared into the sky, instantly disappearing from everyone's sight.
The disciples of the Sacred Martial Grounds looked up, stunned for a long moment.
Then, their expressions turned to alarm.
"Quickly, notify the higher-ups! Someone is forcing their way in!"
Modern society was convenient. No need to panic in emergencies, just take out your phone and make a call, informing others of the situation. Much easier than in the past.
Lin Fan soared through the air, rapidly descending.
Numerous disciples were scattered throughout the Sacred Martial Grounds, handling various matters. Even now, there were still incidents of martial law violations, robberies, arson, and murders.
If the local martial alliance couldn't resolve the issue, the Sacred Martial Grounds would dispatch experts to handle the situation.
Just then, someone looked up at the sky.
"Look, there's someone in the sky!"
Passersby looked up and saw a black dot rapidly falling towards them. As the dot grew larger, they cried out, "Get out of the way!"
Boom!
Lin Fan landed, crouching slightly. The powerful impact radiated outwards, the surrounding bricks unable to withstand the force, shattering and scattering in all directions.
Bang!
Bang!
The disciples stared dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost. They had never witnessed such a scene. Who was this person?
And how did he get here?
Did he really fall from the sky? It seemed too unbelievable.
"That's much faster." Lin Fan smiled, feeling quite clever. When others called him crazy, he didn't argue. There was nothing to argue about.
It was just a matter of getting used to it.
Besides, he knew he wasn't crazy.
Others were just slandering him.
Enemy invasion!
Disciples of the Sacred Martial Grounds swarmed out, instantly surrounding Lin Fan.
Then, an elder in a Tang suit slowly approached. His long, thin eyebrows drooped, and with every movement, he exuded the aura of a powerful expert, so restrained that his actions seemed to harmonize with nature itself.
The surrounding disciples respectfully addressed him as Grand Elder.
"Young friend, who are you? And what brings you to the Sacred Martial Grounds?" the elder inquired.
Lin Fan replied, "Hello, Grandpa. I am Lin Fan, from out of town. I've come to the Sacred Martial Grounds to borrow the Tianshan Snow Lotus. I have a good friend who is seriously injured and needs it."
Straight to the point, he stated his purpose directly.
The Grand Elder was taken aback. "Do you know how important the Tianshan Snow Lotus is?"
"Yes, I know it's important. That's why I came here to borrow it since it can't be found anywhere else," Lin Fan said.
Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be nothing wrong with his logic.
It sounded quite reasonable.
Not a single wasted word.
"Hahaha…"
The Grand Elder laughed, clearly surprised by Lin Fan's directness. He hadn't heard such a request in many years.
He looked at Lin Fan, trying to discern something in his eyes.
What was he thinking?
How could he say such a thing?
It was something he hadn't anticipated.
"How do you know we would lend it to you?" the Grand Elder asked.
Lin Fan replied, "Because I just know."
The Grand Elder felt a strange sensation.
It was as if this person wasn't quite normal.
"What if we refuse?" the Grand Elder asked.
Lin Fan pondered for a moment. "Xiao Bao is my best friend, besides Lao Zhang. So, to save him, I'll have to do some unpleasant things, like knocking all of you down, and then taking the Tianshan Snow Lotus."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.
They had been holding back their laughter before.
But now, they couldn't contain it any longer.
This guy had the audacity to claim he could knock down everyone in the Sacred Martial Grounds. What kind of courage gave him such confidence?
He looked so young, yet so self-assured.
"Oh, so you're saying you're quite confident in your abilities?" the Grand Elder asked.
Lin Fan replied, "I practice regularly, and the results are decent. I think I can do it. But don't worry, I'll hold back. I definitely won't hurt you."
As he spoke, he projected an air of confidence.
The Grand Elder shook his head. "Escort him out. Don't let him in."
"Yes."
Several disciples stepped forward to escort Lin Fan out, but when they touched him, they found they couldn't move him. This was unbelievable.
"Hmm?"
The Grand Elder was surprised.
These disciples were quite skilled. Even if they weren't a match for this young man, they shouldn't be completely immobile.
It seemed he had some ability.
"Very well, I'll escort you out myself."
The Grand Elder took a step, instantly appearing before Lin Fan. He spread his five fingers, grabbed Lin Fan's shoulder, and lifted.
But…
Nothing happened. Lin Fan didn't budge.
Lin Fan brushed his arm away. "I'm here to borrow something, not to hurt anyone. And as I said before, the worst-case scenario is knocking you all down, but I won't take your lives. That's a last resort. I'm not a bad person."
"Tell you what, I'll throw a punch at an open space. If you think I'm a threat, then I'll spar with you."
The Grand Elder, pushed aside, frowned.
He had indeed exerted force.
But the other party remained motionless.
Clearly unaffected.
This was shocking to the Grand Elder.
"That building over there, is it empty?" Lin Fan asked.
"Yes," the Grand Elder replied reluctantly, his mind filled with curiosity about what this young man was planning. If he was truly as powerful as he claimed… impossible.
Even if he was powerful, how powerful could he be?
Worrying was just overthinking.
"Hoo!"
Lin Fan took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and without any wind-up, threw a punch towards the empty space.
No one had any faith in Lin Fan.
What could a simple punch like that achieve?
But soon, they realized they were wrong.
The seemingly ordinary punch unleashed a terrifying force, blasting a kilometer-long path forward. The building vanished in a puff of smoke, leaving a long, deep chasm.
Gulp!
The Grand Elder swallowed hard. Although he appeared calm, he was utterly shocked, his hands and feet trembling. In all his years of martial arts training, he had never seen such power.
"Not bad, right?" Lin Fan turned and asked, feeling it was alright.
He didn't dare to use his full strength.
Otherwise, he might hurt someone.
"N-not bad," the Grand Elder stammered, clearly shaken. The thought of that punch landing on him sent shivers down his spine. It could be fatal.
Not could be, but definitely would be.
The surrounding disciples stared at Lin Fan, speechless.
Some had already knelt.
Some almost wet themselves.
They imagined what would have happened if they had attacked him.
They would have become rubble, just like that building.
"I'm really just here to borrow something. I don't want to hurt anyone. I hope you can lend it to me. I'll be very grateful," Lin Fan said sincerely.
He had seen news reports about such situations. One needed to be sincere and friendly to receive help.
The Grand Elder looked at him, speechless.
He had a lot to say, but couldn't find the words. The situation felt precarious. Fighting was out of the question, but giving him the Tianshan Snow Lotus was even more impossible.
Such a precious treasure couldn't be given away so easily.
Just then, a figure descended from the sky, landing gently beside the Grand Elder.
"Greetings, Sacred Master."
The surrounding disciples knelt in reverence.
The Sacred Master wore a mask, their figure appearing somewhat slender, making it difficult to discern their gender.
The Grand Elder said, "Sacred Master, this person wants the Sacred Grounds' Millennial Tianshan Snow Lotus. That's what he did."
The Grand Elder didn't feel relieved by the Sacred Master's arrival. Instead, he felt greater pressure. With the power Lin Fan displayed, even the Sacred Master might not be a match for him.
"You want the Tianshan Snow Lotus?" the Sacred Master asked, glancing at the destruction with a hidden look of shock beneath the mask. It was truly overwhelming.
"Yes," Lin Fan replied.
"Do you know how precious the Millennial Tianshan Snow Lotus is?" the Sacred Master asked.
Lin Fan replied, "I know it's precious. That's why I'm asking to borrow it."
A strange way of conversing.
Ordinary people couldn't communicate with him.
"What if we don't lend it to you?" the Sacred Master asked, not rushing to elaborate, as if testing the waters. The Grand Elder, puzzled by the Sacred Master's intentions, stood silently waiting.
His mind raced, wondering when such a terrifying being had appeared.
Even looking back hundreds of years, there had been no one like this.
Lin Fan thought for a moment. "I'll beat you all up and then look for the Tianshan Snow Lotus."
"And what if you don't find it?" the Sacred Master asked.
Lin Fan replied, "I'll keep looking."
The Sacred Master chuckled. "That's very logical. I agree with your approach. You can have the Tianshan Snow Lotus, on one condition. If you agree, I'll give it to you."
"I have a daughter who is of marriageable age. If you marry her, I'll give you the Tianshan Snow Lotus as a dowry. If you refuse, then you'll never find it."
"Consider it carefully."
The Grand Elder stared at the Sacred Master in shock.
His lips moved slightly, wanting to speak, but he swallowed his words.
"Does marriage mean living together forever?" Lin Fan asked. He didn't like the idea of marriage. He had seen it on TV, and felt it wasn't for him. How could he marry someone he had never met, with no emotional foundation?
Being so casual about it was wrong.
If he were to marry, he needed to get to know the person first.
But this was the Sacred Master's condition.
"That's correct. I'll give you time to consider," the Sacred Master said.
Lin Fan lowered his head in thought.
He thought of Xiao Bao lying unconscious at home, and felt a pang of sadness. If he could save Xiao Bao, he was willing to sacrifice his own freedom.
"I agree," Lin Fan said decisively.
The Sacred Master replied, "Very well. Wait a moment, and I'll have my daughter come out to meet you."
Then, the Sacred Master and the Grand Elder left.
As the Sacred Master turned away, a hint of excitement flickered in their eyes. They had never believed in love at first sight, dismissing it as a foolish notion. But upon seeing Lin Fan, they believed.
It was love at first sight.
In a secluded area:
"Sacred Master, are you serious?" the Grand Elder asked, astonished. He hadn't expected the Sacred Master to make such a request.
The Sacred Master replied, "Of course I'm serious. Do I look like I'm joking?"
The Sacred Master removed their mask, revealing the face of a woman with short hair, full of heroic spirit. Not conventionally beautiful, but possessing a unique charm.
"Here's the mask. You'll play the role of Sacred Master."
The Grand Elder looked at the mask in his hand and said, "Sacred Master, what about my eyebrows?"
"Just trim them."
The Grand Elder stared at the Sacred Master, bewildered by the request.
Each generation of Sacred Masters inherited their power through bloodline. Though this generation's Sacred Master appeared young, their power was immense, arguably the strongest in the world. After having a daughter, each Sacred Master would pass on their cultivation, making each generation progressively stronger.
At such a young age, she had reached a realm unattainable by ordinary people.
The Grand Elder felt aggrieved.
He was always the one getting hurt.
Soon, the Grand Elder disappeared.
Appearing before Lin Fan were the Grand Elder disguised as the Sacred Master, and the Sacred Master disguised as her daughter.
The disciples were puzzled.
When did the Sacred Master have a daughter?
Why had they never known?
Then again, it made sense.
With the Sacred Master's status, her daughter's identity would naturally be kept secret. They couldn't help but fantasize about being with the Sacred Master's daughter, a sure path to power and prestige.
"My father said I need to marry you. Do you agree?" the disguised Sacred Master asked.
Lin Fan replied, "I agree, as long as you give me the Tianshan Snow Lotus."
The disguised Sacred Master asked, "If I don't give you the Tianshan Snow Lotus, will you not marry me?"
"Yes, that's right," Lin Fan answered.
Such blunt and hurtful words.
But to the Sacred Master, they sounded delightful. She felt she hadn't misjudged him. Anyone else would have showered her with flattery.
To marry the Sacred Master's daughter...
What place in the world would be inaccessible?
Everyone would bow before him, respectfully addressing him as "Sacred Son-in-Law."
He would reach the peak of his life, free and unrestrained.
The Grand Elder, disguised as the Sacred Master, declared, "Very well. The wedding will be in three days. I will invite martial arts experts from all over the world to celebrate your union."
As far as Lin Fan was concerned, today would be best.
Xiao Bao needed to wake up urgently.