Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Chapter 395 - 379: Sacred

Li Shang’s remaining sanity wanted to refuse Feng Mu, but his entire soul would not let him say no.

Feng Mu gave too much. His sincerity in friendship really shouldn’t be desecrated by oneself.

Even if Feng Mu might be a madman, then he is a... a holy madman!!!

"Feng Mu, your attitude towards friendship makes me admire you. I really want to be friends with you, but..."

Li Shang spoke with difficulty, his tone was deliberate and tactful:

"It’s just that your father is Feng Ju, and my relationship with your father is not too good."

Feng Mu did not show any surprise, his gaze was calm and profound, like a deep pool, capable of containing all undulations.

"Yes, I know."

Feng Mu nodded slightly, still wearing a faint smile,

"You and my father are competitors for the next Chief of Patrol Office."

Li Shang couldn’t help but tense up, but Feng Mu’s next words surprised him greatly.

"However, rest assured, Captain Li,"

Feng Mu smiled slightly, his tone open and upright:

"My intentions are pure, and I have no idea of asking Captain Li to withdraw from the competition."

He paused, as if intentionally leaving a gap for thought, then his tone turned meaningful:

"On the contrary, compared to my father, I hope Captain Li can take that position."

Li Shang was stunned and looked at Feng Mu with incomprehension.

Feng Mu’s eyes, black and white distinct, met Li Shang’s golden-tinted ones, and he smiled:

"Blood ties are imposed by Destiny, but friends are your own choice, so in my eyes, friendship is far more precious than kinship."

Li Shang’s mouth opened in an O shape, as if a gold coin was thrust into it. He savored these words carefully and had to admit there was some twisted truth within.

Of course, just a few words are not enough to dispel the doubts in Li Shang’s heart.

Feng Mu seemed to see his hesitation, his tone shifted and continued:

"Therefore, tomorrow when I go home for dinner, I will persuade my father to give up the idea of continuing the competition for Chief of Patrol Office."

Li Shang stared at Feng Mu, woodenly, almost doubting his ears for a moment.

Feng Mu sighed profoundly before Li Shang could question him:

"I know my father well. He has no talent but has very high ambitions, often dreaming of skyrocketing, so he always likes to take risks and do some insane things."

Li Shang watched Feng Mu intently, awaiting his further explanation.

Feng Mu squinted slightly, seemingly lost in bad memories, and smiled bitterly:

"He once took a wild risk and nearly lost his life, finally managing to scrape through and was left disabled."

Feng Mu’s voice carried some restrained emotion, as if trying hard to suppress complex feelings inside.

"I do feel sorry for him,"

Feng Mu continued, with a slight tone of helplessness,

"But honestly, I think this might not be a bad thing."

Losing an arm should extinguish the unrealistic ambition in my father’s heart, at least it could make him settle down, live at home peacefully for a lifetime."

Feng Mu paused for a moment, gently shaking his head, the bitter smile on his face deepening:

"But who would’ve thought, my father actually got a mechanical arm and even was promoted to captain."

Li Shang frowned slightly, drawn in by Feng Mu’s words.

Feng Mu’s voice grew lower, with a hint of calm melancholy:

"Such changes rekindled the flame in my father’s heart, even more vigorously and fiercely. He’s no longer satisfied with the status quo and even has begun to covet the Chief of Patrol Office position."

Feng Mu looked at Li Shang, a certain indescribable heaviness in his calm gaze:

"My father has been blinded by ambition, completely lost in insane aspirations, forgetting the lesson of losing an arm."

Feng Mu paused, as if pondering how to express his thoughts most accurately.

After a moment, he murmured:

"But I know that the more tempting something is, the more dangerous it is, and the appreciation of great men is the most dangerous gift in the world."

"The more you gain, the more you have to lose in the future. The higher you climb, the harder you fall."

Feng Mu’s voice became increasingly calm, but each word seemed to weigh heavily on Li Shang’s heart,

"Last time, he lost an arm. But if there’s a next time... he might not be lucky enough to save his life."

Feng Mu’s gaze lowered slightly, carrying a complex array of emotions:

"Not only that, he might also drag the entire family into an irrecoverable abyss."

Feng Mu’s fingers unconsciously tapped the table, with a decisive calm in his words:

"So, whether he blames me or even hates me, I will stop him. I will break his path to advancement, completely extinguish that flame in his heart."

Feng Mu raised his head, meeting Li Shang’s eyes again.

His gaze was clear, fierce, and unwavering, leaving no room for doubt:

"And, Captain Li, you’re different. You have extraordinary talents; the Chief of Patrol Office position is rightfully yours. It’s good for you, good for me, good for our whole family, and also good for Feng Ju!"

Feng Mu’s voice grew ever more sincere, a nearly obsessive determination in his gaze:

"Whether you believe it or not, these words come from the bottom of my heart."

Li Shang was stunned, staring at Feng Mu’s ruthless expression, feeling a shiver for his profound filial piety towards Feng Ju:

"It’s a pity Feng Ju may not understand your filial piety, oh, it’s truly a suffering for you."

Feng Mu took a deep breath, a compassionate smile on his face:

"It’s okay. I don’t need his understanding. I’m doing all this just so my family can live safely."

Feng Mu paused momentarily, extending his hand of friendship to Li Shang:

"So, please, Captain Li, make sure you take the Chief of Patrol Office position."

Li Shang looked at the outstretched hand, emotions surging tumultuously within.

In the end, he took a deep breath, grasped Feng Mu’s hand firmly, solemnly agreeing, "Okay!"

Thud—thud—thud—

The heavy knocking sound came at an inopportune time, interrupting the sacred and solemn moment of establishing friendship between the two.

Li Shang’s expression changed slightly, guessing it was Chang Erbing bringing people over.

Li Shang’s cheek twitched slightly, forcing a somewhat awkward smile, "Just sit tight, I’ll go answer the door."

Feng Mu glanced at him, nodded slightly, without further words.

Saying this, Li Shang quickly clamped the box shut, walked briskly to the door, and opened it, but it was not Chang Erbing who met his eyes, rather it was...