Chapter 1158 - 1158: Goodbye, Uncle Xiao

"Bang!"

Xiao Feng stomped on Xia Deyuan's chest, pointed at the middle-aged woman with her hand wrapped in bandages, and cursed, "Do I fucking owe you anything?

Did you forget how you obediently let that grandson at my feet open his backpack just now, showing what a coward he was?

What are you looking at? I'm talking about you!

That young girl kindly helped bandage your wounds, and when it's her turn to need help, you don't even dare to fart and instead add fuel to the fire from the side. How shameless can you be!

Now, I've dealt with these two bastards, and you start getting all sarcastic. Do you think you're a Yin Yang Master?"

His words were extremely harsh, and after saying them, Xiao Feng felt a great sense of relief!

Indeed, Xiao Feng had the ability to save people, but he was under no obligation to do so.

Even though he was now a member of the Demon Suppression Action Team, that team's duty wasn't to maintain law and order.

It's like someone dying of thirst being handed a glass of water, and after drinking it, not only do they not thank the person, they complain that the water wasn't enough or delivered quickly enough.

What does it mean to have no shame?

This is what it means to have no shame!

At that moment, many people in the carriage blushed, looking at Xiao Feng with undisguised anger in their eyes.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "When you handed over the bag for inspection just now, I didn't see you daring to show this look, right?

Do you think I won't hurt you?

Am I giving you face?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with gray hair couldn't help but stand up and angrily said, "Young man, you saved us with your skills, and we should thank you.

But pointing at my nose and cursing an old comrade in his sixties, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"What's wrong with being an old comrade?" Xiao Feng retorted angrily, "Can old comrades go without eating, drinking, sleeping, not going to the toilet, or catching a cold?"

"You!" The old man was so angry he couldn't speak, clutching his chest, looking like he might have a heart attack at any moment.

Xiao Feng turned to the driver and said, "Open the door. This old comrade can't wait to get off and punish evildoers, to educate young people who don't understand law and order."

"When... when did I say I wanted to get off?" the old man said furiously.

At that moment, a passenger sitting in the back shouted, "The police car is here!"

Everyone on the bus became excited, their tense emotions instantly dissipating.

The continuous sound of banging on the door finally stopped.

The feisty person named Explosive Hair, accompanied by others, got on their motorcycles and sped away, disappearing down the road.

...

After dealing with the incident, forty minutes had passed.

Xia Deyuan and his potentially fake father were taken away in a police car, bringing this episode to a close.

Xiao Feng glanced at Jiang Mixue, who was feeling low, handed her a bundle of money tied with an elastic band, and smiled, "Keep it safe, don't lose it."

"Thank you, Uncle Xiao." Grateful sincerity shone in Jiang Mixue's eyes.

"You're welcome," Xiao Feng replied casually, silently adding in his heart: It would have been perfect if that 'Uncle Xiao' wasn't attached to the thanks.

"Why don't you sit inside?" Xiao Feng suggested.

A seat by the window is relatively safer, as thefts usually occur more often near the aisle.

Jiang Mixue did not refuse and thanked him again, then sat by the window.

The vehicle slowly started, and the bus became quiet.

Noticing the girl's low spirits beside him, Xiao Feng asked, "Still dwelling on what happened just now?"

"Hmm."

"Feeling uneasy because your kindness wasn't reciprocated?"

Jiang Mixue nodded but quickly shook her head.

Xiao Feng said gently, "When helping others, everyone hopes to get something in return, to some extent. No one can avoid it.

However, even in business, there's profit and loss. So, in life, it's impossible to always get something in return for what you give. Sometimes, you get nothing, and it even leads to worse outcomes.

If that were not the case, there wouldn't be the saying 'returning kindness with enmity.'

"Then why did you step up, Uncle Xiao?" Jiang Mixue asked in a very low voice, a blush unbidden on her cheeks.

In her view, Uncle Xiao had been observing coldly, and knowing that she was wronged and her money was stolen, he only shouted, "I believe," which obviously was intervening for her sake.

Of course, this was just a guess. She couldn't be sure.

Xiao Feng pondered for a moment and replied, "So that I could justifiably vent my anger on them.

Then tell them that one must have the basic decency to be grateful and that no one is obliged to solve their problems.

Though doing so doesn't really change anything, at least I expressed my anger, I felt satisfied, and that's all that matters."

"Um... just like that."

"Uncle Xiao, you've been through a lot, haven't you?" Jiang Mixue mumbled, her eyes slightly brightening with curiosity.

Xiao Feng thought for a moment and confessed, "Sort of."

"Then... Can you tell me your story?"

"No."

Jiang Mixue was taken aback, not expecting Xiao Feng to refuse, and instinctively asked, "Wh-why?"

"Because, telling you wouldn't make any difference," Xiao Feng reasoned sincerely. "You will go through a lot of experiences in the future. The more you go through, the more truths you'll understand, and the more mature you'll become.

Simply listening to stories is useless. Many things can't be understood without personal experience, especially how it feels to be in that environment.

That's why they say if you haven't experienced something, you can't truly empathize with it."

"Oh..." Jiang Mixue nodded, half understanding, with a trace of disappointment in her eyes.

In fact, Xiao Feng's words were nothing more than typical motivational talk.

They sounded lofty and reasonable, but upon closer reflection, they were devoid of substantial content.

The main reason was that Xiao Feng really didn't have anything worth sharing. He couldn't exactly tell a just-starting college girl about how he used to kill people, fight against the forces of evil, or court... ahem.

In any case, telling these tales would be too unrealistic for ordinary people and would sound like fabrication, making it better to say nothing at all.

As for making up something on the spot, Xiao Feng could do it, but he didn't have the heart to concoct stories just to entertain a girl.

The time would be better spent thinking about his plans after reaching Kyoto.

As he calculated things carefully, time slipped away without notice.

When the vehicle pulled into the station, arriving in Kyoto, it was just past dusk.

Passengers in the carriage gathered their luggage, lining up to disembark.

Xiao Feng looked at Jiang Mixue beside him, thinking he should say something.

But what should he say?

Thinking about it, Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Study hard, Jiangcheng's top student certainly won't be any worse than anyone else!"

"I will!" Jiang Mixue nodded, hesitating for a moment before finally mustering the courage to ask in a seemingly casual tone, "Uncle Xiao, do you think we'll meet again?"

Xiao Feng paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "The world can be both big and small. If we're fated to, we'll surely meet again."

"Goodbye, Uncle Xiao!"

"Goodbye!"