A few hours later, Xu Wuyi returned to Yuntai City and took a car to Star Martial University.
The car passed through downtown Yuntai City. The streets were bustling with traffic, and pedestrians thronged the sidewalks.
Shop windows displayed the latest electronic gadgets, a large screen in the square played entertainment news, and children laughed and played in the park.
Everything was peaceful, so ordinary.
But Xu Wuyi knew this peace was bought with the blood of Martial Artists on the front lines.
And among those who had sacrificed themselves were elders he respected, comrades he had fought alongside, and countless strangers he had never met.
The car stopped at the entrance of Star Martial University.
Xu Wuyi got out, shouldered his bag, and walked through the school gates.
The familiar campus scene unfolded before his eyes.
