Chapter 345 - 262: In This World, Only True Feelings Must Not Be Let Down

Chapter 345: Chapter 262: In This World, Only True Feelings Must Not Be Let Down

When Wu Liangchen’s ship arrived at the port, the crowd waiting there immediately erupted into a frenzy.

People scrambled to push forward, just to get a little closer to Wu Liangchen.

In truth, this gesture meant nothing, but in their minds, just being seen by Wu Liangchen was enough.

If they could exchange a few words and deepen his impression of them, that would be even better.

So, regardless of their status as powerful dignitaries or wealthy merchants, they all cast aside their reserve and shoved their way forward.

But in the end, their schemes all came to nothing.

Because after the ship docked, they didn’t see a trace of Wu Liangchen. Upon asking, they learned he had already left before the ship even reached the shore. He was probably already back at Flower Square by now.

Hearing this, the dignitaries and merchants, who had been freezing in the sea breeze for half the day, looked at each other in dismay. Then, they scattered in a chaotic rush, all scrambling to get back to the city.

They knew they might not even get to see Wu Liangchen if they went to Flower Square, but if everyone else went and they didn’t, what if someone found out and reported it to Wu Liangchen? Wouldn’t they be finished?

So, even if it was just to save their own skins, these people had to rush to Flower Square.

In reality, they were all overthinking it. Wu Liangchen couldn’t care less about such things.

By now, he had already returned to Jufu Pavilion and was meeting with his sister, Erya, and the others.

"Brother!"

Although she knew Wu Liangchen was fine, it was only after seeing him appear before her, safe and sound, that Wu Mengchan could finally let out a long sigh. She felt as though a great weight had been lifted from her heart.

Yang Lian’Er, her eyes shining, came up to him and slapped him soundly on the shoulder.

"You rascal, not bad at all! Even a fleet of ships at sea couldn’t stop you. You sank them one by one. Truly impressive."

Wu Liangchen grinned and, not one to let her get away with it, reached out and pinched her nose.

"Who are you calling a rascal?"

Yang Lian’Er flailed and struggled for a good while but couldn’t break free. In the end, she had to obediently admit defeat. Rubbing her reddened nose, she grabbed Wu Mengchan and ran out.

Now, only Wu Liangchen and Erya were left in the room.

Wu Liangchen walked over to Erya, whose eyes were brimming with tears. He was silent for a moment before saying slowly, "Don’t be sad. I’ve already avenged your father. Everyone who harmed him, not a single one was spared. I killed them all."

Wu Liangchen had meant to comfort Erya, but he didn’t expect that as soon as he finished speaking, her tears would come streaming down.

Seeing Erya crying so beautifully, like a pear blossom in the rain, Wu Liangchen began to panic a little.

"Uh... this..."

He thought he must have said something wrong to make Erya cry.

But to his surprise, Erya reached out, gently caressed his cheek, and choked out, "You’ve gotten thinner."

Those words left Wu Liangchen momentarily speechless.

It was true. First, there was the grueling journey. Then, after returning to the Huangpu Guard, Wu Liangchen hadn’t had a moment’s rest. He was either killing someone or on his way to kill someone.

He had barely eaten a proper meal throughout the entire ordeal.

Under such conditions, his Qi and Blood had been greatly consumed. Although he didn’t feel particularly tired thanks to his terrifying reserves of strength, the physical toll was a significant loss of weight, and his face had grown leaner.

This change was actually quite subtle. An outsider would have had a hard time noticing.

But Erya was so observant. She noticed Wu Liangchen’s leaner face at a glance, and her heart ached for him.

To her, her father’s death was certainly sorrowful, but Wu Liangchen was more important.

After all, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Revenge, of course, should be taken, but if it was truly impossible, Erya wouldn’t obsess over it.

This wasn’t a lack of filial piety; it was because Erya had grown up at the bottom of society, which had made her philosophy on life extremely pragmatic.

So pragmatic it was almost cruel.

People from the bottom rungs of society don’t have the luxury of talking about grand ideals or ambitions. They already pour all their energy into basic survival. Anything beyond that is an extravagant fantasy.

Take the carriage firm where Wu Liangchen used to work, for example. It wasn’t uncommon for cart drivers to be beaten to death over trivial matters. And what was the result?

Mostly, the family would get a bit of money in compensation. Then the son would take his father’s place, sometimes even using his father’s old cart, and continue to toil like an ox until the last drop of his blood and sweat was wrung out of him, only to be cast aside heartlessly.

Would you say there was no hatred in their hearts?

Of course there was. They were just numb, worn down by a cruel life.

Erya had witnessed far too many things like this, so she wasn’t as fragile or sentimental as outsiders might imagine.

Of course she was deeply saddened, but if she had to choose between Wu Liangchen and avenging her father, she would choose Wu Liangchen without a moment’s hesitation.

Because if anything happened to Wu Liangchen because of this, Erya truly wouldn’t want to live anymore.

And at that moment, Wu Liangchen felt a sting in his nose.

In his past life, in the world of business, Wu Liangchen had seen far too much backstabbing and sordid dealing. He’d lost count of the people who chose deceit for personal gain, and the outwardly glamorous women who were in fact venomous, their sweet words hiding daggers. All of it had left him weary of the human heart.

That was precisely why he was so deeply moved when he heard Erya’s words.

Because... in this world, only true affection must never be betrayed.

And this girl, with a heart of gold, was worth everything.

"Uh... It’s nothing, really. I was just..."

Wu Liangchen was about to offer some words of comfort, but his reply was a young woman’s passionate kiss.