Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Xu Zhiqing shook her head.

"From the day I met you, you were always alone; I never saw you with anyone else."

"Back then, you were so arrogant, driving a Porsche around the entire school."

"You spent your days playing basketball, fighting, and chasing girls—typical spoiled delinquent behavior."

At this point, Xu Zhiqing smiled.

"But, despite that, so many girls liked you."

Yang Fei was captivated: "So, my family background wasn't simple after all."

"A high school student driving a sports car, what's with that?"

Xu Zhiqing nodded, feeling a bit awkward.

"Once, after school, I secretly followed you and saw you meeting with some soldiers."

"They were joking and laughing with you, and you even smoked together..."

At this point, her face flushed, and she couldn't continue.

Yang Fei was bewildered.

"So, you're saying that back then, I already had connections with the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions?"

"They must have admired my heroism and martial prowess, knowing I was a future General Star, and specially recruited me."

Xu Zhiqing shook her head: "I don't know."

"Later, you were accepted into Tsinghua University in the Capital City, but surprisingly, you gave up university to join the military."

"I got into the Central Academy of Drama, and that summer, we... well, we got together."

Her face turned extremely delicate and lowered her head.

Her pale neck was tinged with a faint blush.

Yang Fei was deeply touched: "So... how did we get together? Details, details are important."

He began to envision the clichéd, indescribable scenes from youth films.

Facing Xu Zhiqing, such a big star, this kind of feeling was super exciting.

Xu Zhiqing slowly raised her head, her face full of a happy blush.

"A high-IQ rogue student, also a top student, playing basketball, street dance, guitar—everything cool and charming, and extremely mysterious with an unclear background."

"You can imagine how attractive you were to a girl like me?"

Her eyes were like a clear spring, pure and filled with tender love.

"From initially disliking you, to later being unable to extricate myself, it only took a short semester."

"On graduation night, at the farewell party, I impulsively sent you a message, asking to meet."

"Then you came, and jokingly said you'd take me to see the stars, and we climbed the hill behind the school."

"I don't know where I got the courage, but I confessed my feelings to you."

At this point, Xu Zhiqing bravely looked at Yang Fei.

"I said, I hope fifty years from now, I'll still be holding your hand watching the stars."

Yang Fei chuckled.

"Such a cheesy line, I can't believe you said it, and I can't believe I listened to it."

Xu Zhiqing's eyes seemed to laugh and not laugh.

"Yes, it was quite silly; you said I was cheesy, then you confessed to me."

"Pah, your confession was just acting rogue, it was so awful, yet I stupidly kept it."

Yang Fei became very interested: "Tell me, what was my confession like?"

"Maybe if I hear it, I might remember things from the past."

Xu Zhiqing's face turned so red it was almost bleeding, twisting her skirt's strap without speaking.

Yang Fei coaxed her for a long time, and Xu Zhiqing finally sighed.

"Over the years, I've changed phones multiple times, but that original memory card I kept all this time."

"Because inside... is your voice."

She said, taking out her phone, calling up a recording file, then plugging in earphones and handing them to Yang Fei.

Xu Zhiqing warned Yang Fei: "Only listen with earphones, it's too rogue, and I'm embarrassed to listen."

Yang Fei grinned and, filled with curiosity, opened the phone's recording file.

"I, Little Bird Yang, swear to only mess with Xu Zhiqing in this life, and I'll mess with her forever."

"My little bird and fist only get hard for her, caring for her and taking care of her, together till old age..."

"Pfft!"

Yang Fei burst into laughter, realizing how mischievous he had been from a young age.

Damn, confessing to a first love in such a shameless way.

Yang Fei couldn't help but admire himself.

Seeing Yang Fei laughing, Xu Zhiqing's cheeks were so red they seemed about to bleed, but her eyes showed a faint sadness.

Yang Fei laughed aloud, finally realizing that with just one absurd statement, he had won over Xu Zhiqing.

But after losing his memory, he made poor Xu Zhiqing wait all those years.

First meeting made her blush, and seeing each other again brought tears, but he never appeared again.

How cruel is that for a girl in her prime?

At this moment, Yang Fei's heart softened like an egg white.

The wicked smile vanished, gently stroking Xu Zhiqing's hair, letting out a long sigh.

"Zhiqing, it's my fault, I'm sorry."

Even when kidnapped, Xu Zhiqing remained strong without shedding tears, yet now she cried, tears flowing fiercely.

She threw herself into Yang Fei's embrace, her warm body clinging tightly to him.

"Little Bird Yang, I hate you, but I love you more."

"It's been ten years, and I've listened to your confession recording who knows how many thousands of times; do you think you've been fair to me?"

Yang Fei felt a pang of sorrow: "I'm sorry, I didn't know it would turn out like this, I'm truly sorry."

Xu Zhiqing's ten years of grievances, pain, and longing all burst out at this moment in a good, hearty cry.

For a long time, Xu Zhiqing finally stopped.

Her tears had ruined her makeup, her delicate features, and fair skin made her look as pitiful as the girl next door.

Xu Zhiqing was gentle to the core.

Her gentleness was different from Lin Xueyi's elegance, Su Yinxue's wisdom, or Xiao Xuanya's insight into men.

Her gentleness was as pure as crystal, without any impurities.

Yet beneath her gentle exterior was an incredibly resilient heart.

If not for this resilient heart, and unimaginable deep affection.

How else could she have held onto her feelings for so many years?

At this moment, Xu Zhiqing finally expressed the emotions she'd suppressed for ten years.

Her entire body felt relaxed, radiating a glow as if under a halo.

Yang Fei was moved, hugging Xu Zhiqing as they walked down the hill.

He suddenly had an idea.

"Zhiqing, do you think if I went back to our school and joined a class, I might remember the past?"

Xu Zhiqing chuckled.

"You're too old for that; you might as well go as a teacher rather than a student."

Yang Fei thought more and more that it was feasible.

Since no one would tell him the truth, finding the lost memories himself seemed like a great idea.

That way, perhaps he might remember the past?

However, Yang Fei also realized it was ill-timed.

Though King Wuxiang had been defeated, he still posed a threat to the Lanting Group, and there were powerful adversaries from the Alliance of Gods waiting for him.

Returning to campus at this time would definitely infuriate Sister Xueyi and Su Yinxue.

In a private club in Zhonghai, Zhong Xiang was wrapped in bandages around his chest and abdomen, appearing calm.

In the room, the Five Great Masters of Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Lightning were also present, most of them with injuries.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense.

The only one uninjured was Wu Yunfei, who had a simple, honest expression, but his eyes were filled with worry.

"King, how are your injuries?"

King Wuxiang shook his head, indicating it was nothing.

His face bore a strange smile.

"Heaven has shown mercy; I finally found the Successor of the Nine Extremes. As long as I can obtain the Nine Extremes Technique, I might reverse fate and break the Divine Punishment."