Chapter 345: Martial Ancestor of the Northern School

"You..." Ning Ruoxue glared at Chen Yu, truly not knowing what to do.

It looked like Chen Yu wasn't panicked in the slightest; she had been worrying for him for nothing.

"Don't worry," Chen Yu smiled and continued to see patients.

It wasn't until noon that the last patient at Xinglinju was seen. Chen Yu stood up and said, "Shall we go get something to eat together?"

Ning Ruoxue glared at him: "Go, of course I'm going."

However, Chen Yu took Ning Ruoxue to eat at a street stall, letting him finish a large bowl of wontons completely clean.

"Mu Chengcang has challenged you to a fight to the death at the summit of Beifeng Mountain at noon the day after tomorrow. The formal challenge will be delivered soon," Ning Ruoxue looked at Chen Yu and said, "Are you not worried at all?"

"Is being worried useful?" Chen Yu smiled and said, "Mu Chengcang is a Martial Ancestor-level expert. There are only a handful of Martial Ancestors in the world whose names are known. He won't stop until he stirs up some trouble this time."

"Chen Yu, you should go find Old Hong, or go to Shengjing to find Old Gu. They can both step in to mediate this matter," Ning Ruoxue said. "Mu Chengcang is a Martial Ancestor, after all; he can injure people with his breath and one man can hold off an army of thousands. There is still a difference between your strength and his."

"There is indeed a difference, but it's not a big problem," Chen Yu smiled slightly. "It's really nice to have someone caring at a time like this."

"If I don't care about you, who will?" Ning Ruoxue's eyes turned red. She gripped Chen Yu's hands tightly and murmured, "I have already lost you once; I don't want to lose you a second time."

"Don't worry, I won't be okay—after all, I'm someone who has already died once," Chen Yu was somewhat moved. He held Ning Ruoxue's hands and said, "Old Hong or Old Gu do indeed have the ability to step in and mediate this, but I cannot go to them."

"Why?" Ning Ruoxue looked up and asked.

"Because I want to tell the world what kind of person I, Chen Yu, am." Chen Yu's gaze was like a torch: "I want everyone to know me. This battle is dangerous for me, but isn't it also an opportunity?"

"An opportunity?" Ning Ruoxue was puzzled.

"Just imagine, the whole world knows Mu Chengcang is a Martial Ancestor expert and thinks he is omnipotent and invincible, but what if... he loses?" Chen Yu smiled.

"If he loses, then the name Chen Yu will become world-renowned." Ning Ruoxue understood in an instant.

"That's right. If he loses, he will fall from his pedestal, and I will be the one who rises," Chen Yu laughed.

"But his strength is greater than yours," Ning Ruoxue knitted her brows.

"What if I have a secret that no one knows about?" Chen Yu smiled. He stroked the flame tattoo on his arm and murmured, "Since I was able to be reborn, I am, after all, somewhat different compared to others."

"Chen Yu, I'm waiting for you at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Let's process the paperwork today." A message from Ye Xinyu made Chen Yu's heart turn cold instantly.

"What's wrong?" Ning Ruoxue saw his expression was off.

"Nothing, just getting a divorce," Chen Yu smiled.

At the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Ye Xinyu stood there in a white dress, waiting for Chen Yu.

Her expression was as usual, showing neither joy nor sorrow; her eyes, which seemed to view everything as empty, were like those of an old monk who had seen through the mortal world.

Suddenly, her calm, unruffled expression had a trace of a tremor. A person appeared in her gaze—a person she had loved to the point of death, yet one she could not be with.

When Chen Yu saw Ye Xinyu, he was somewhat shaken. Counting the time, she had just finished her postpartum recovery, but her cheeks were gaunt, lacking any of the plumpness of a woman who had just given birth.

And those eyes seemed to have seen through everything in the world, unable to take interest in anything.

The moment their eyes met, both were silent.

After a long while, Chen Yu sighed and said, "Are you... doing well?"

"Quite well," Ye Xinyu nodded. "Let's go in."

Entering the Civil Affairs Bureau, taking a number, waiting for the call, being questioned, getting the stamp—the two did not say a single word throughout the entire process.

Looking at the divorce certificate in his hand, Chen Yu felt somewhat dazed. Even now, he didn't know why they had reached this point; they clearly could have developed in a better direction.

"Is our daughter doing well?" Chen Yu sighed.

"She's fine, white and chubby. Go see her when you have time," Ye Xinyu smiled indifferently. She was very calm, as if she were talking about something insignificant with a passerby.

Chen Yu's heart felt a sting. The calmer she was, the more it meant she didn't care; the two of them could no longer return to the past.

"I will," Chen Yu managed a smile. "Take care of yourself. If anything happens, have Qianqian contact me."

"Mm," Ye Xinyu nodded. "I'm heading back."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left, walking quickly until she was out of Chen Yu's sight.

Leaning heavily against the wall, Ye Xinyu covered her mouth, and large tears fell down: "Chen Yu, I'm sorry. We cannot be together. A long pain is worse than a short one. I hope you can live better in the future."

"Sister." Ye Qian appeared and hurriedly supported Ye Xinyu.

"I'm fine, let's go back. I'm not at ease leaving the child with the nanny," Ye Xinyu took a deep breath.

"Sister, you and brother-in-law have a misunderstanding; why not explain it clearly?" Ye Qian said with a pained heart. "I know you love him."

"There are some things you don't understand. Us separating is good for both me and him," Ye Xinyu managed a smile. "Let's go back."

Leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Chen Yu also let out a long sigh. He knew there was a knot between him and Ye Xinyu that couldn't be untied, but now that they had reached this point, he was also powerless.

He could only fulfill his greatest responsibility by protecting the mother and daughter, not letting them suffer any harm.

Suddenly, a Maybach slowly stopped in front of Chen Yu. The door opened, and a middle-aged man holding a cane stepped out. This person was none other than Long Jihai.

Chen Yu stopped his steps. Although it was his first time seeing Long Jihai, the hatred radiating from the other party was not the least bit lacking.

However, Chen Yu didn't care. He had plenty of enemies; why fear adding one more?

"Who are you?" Chen Yu turned back and asked in confusion.

"Long Jihai. People in the circle call me Mr. Long," Long Jihai stood still and said indifferently.

"So it's you," Chen Yu nodded in sudden realization. "Your daughter has uremia and needs a kidney transplant?"

"Correct. Unfortunately, her constitution is weaker than an ordinary person's, and a kidney source has never matched, so I am seeking a kidney source with a high reward," Long Jihai said.

"But you set your sights on my daughter," Chen Yu said. "I hope the last incident was an accident. I can't control you matching kidney sources, but if you dare to reach out to my daughter again, I will take your life."

"Heh, Chen Yu, do you really think I don't know what you are facing right now?" Long Jihai gritted his teeth and said. "Mu Chengcang has already arrived in Fengling and will soon issue you a formal challenge, setting a fight to the death at the summit of Beifeng Mountain the day after tomorrow."

"That is a Grandmaster-level figure. How much chance of winning do you think you have against him?"