"All these years, have you blamed me?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"No, I blame myself for being so immature when I was young. Back then, you always encouraged me to take correspondence courses, to study, but I never listened to you. Now, at my age, I've finally started reading and learning," Luo Wanya replied.

The middle-aged woman took out her wallet and pulled out a card. "Before, you always avoided me, afraid to see me. This time, you've come openly, it seems you've truly let go. Lao Luo, thank you for the past 21 years."

Lao Luo stroked the steering wheel. "Why thank me? I wasted two years of your life, making you anxious and worried."

The woman placed the bank card on the Bentley's center console. "The bank card is in your name. The money inside is the money you secretly gave me over the years, a total of 4.31 million. I've been saving it for you, afraid that one day you'd run away again and need the money urgently. Now, it seems I don't need to keep it for you anymore. Let the person you love keep it for you."

"Okay," Luo Wanya slowly nodded. "Is there anything else you want to say?"

The woman suddenly said, "Lao Luo, do things you won't regret when you're old. Don't just drift through life anymore."

Luo Wanya chuckled wryly. "You should go upstairs now, or your husband will start to wonder."

The woman got out of the car and went upstairs.

Luo Wanya sat alone in the car for a long time, many things he hadn't explained.

The woman had misunderstood some things.

It wasn't that he liked someone else; he just came to take a look. In the end, he still felt that the person he liked most was the woman he just saw—the one who didn't wear perfume, the one who didn't know how to flirt.

He used to tell others that when he ran away, his wife took the money and left, so that his conscience could be slightly eased.

But only he knew that he didn't have any money to be taken back then. He was dirt poor; she simply became completely disappointed.

Luo Wanya looked at the bank card she gave him and sat in the car for a long time.

Countdown 28:00:00.

At a high-end restaurant.

Luo Wanya asked, "What did you mean by what you said yesterday? Can you explain it in detail?"

The female teacher swirled the red wine in her glass, smiling. "I don't quite understand why you're willing to work under a high school student. If you're willing, I can help you plan a new organizational structure and be your organizational development consultant."

Luo Wanya was silent for a moment. "You're a Time Traveler, right?"

The female teacher hesitated. "Yes."

Luo Wanya smiled, wiped his mouth and said, "I'll consider what you said. Let's go, I'll take you home."

After sending the female teacher home, he drove away, leaving the female teacher standing alone downstairs, watching the taillights fade into the distance.

Back in the villa area, Luo Wanya parked his car in the yard. After hesitating for more than ten minutes, he finally deleted the female teacher's contact information.

Luo Wanya chuckled to himself, seemingly mocking himself or fate.

He opened the car door, took off the tie around his neck and muttered softly, "I wonder who invented ties, they're so uncomfortable. And the red wine is tasteless, I can't even get drunk after drinking so much."

Music was playing in the villa, and the off-duty informants were gathered together, drinking beer and eating cold dishes.

Luo Wanya picked up a glass of beer on the table and drank it in one gulp. Then he picked up someone else's chopsticks and took several bites.

An informant laughed, "Lao Luo, didn't you go for a big meal tonight? Why are you like a starving ghost?"

Luo Wanya grumbled, "These restaurants are all trying to rip people off. The portions are so small, it's like feeding a cat. I'm not full at all."

He knew these were two different lifestyles, and the latter wasn't suitable for him.

At midnight, Luo Wanya sat in his study, reviewing his notes, still unable to resist thinking about the female teacher's charm.

Her slender waist and full hips, walking in black high heels like a seductive wildcat.

Luo Wanya scratched his head and continued to look at the knowledge points. He had an online class later.

The online course he bought was very expensive, costing tens of thousands of yuan for a set of courses.

At that moment, Qing Chen pushed open the door to the study, found a place to sit, and smiled, "I heard..."

Luo Wanya sneered, "A romantic entanglement."

Qing Chen didn't pry too much, but he was curious, "Why did you suddenly become so studious?"

Luo Wanya pondered and answered cautiously, "I've lived a muddled life for the first half of my life. When people said selling VCDs made money, I sold VCDs. When people said selling pagers made money, I sold pagers. When people said investment guarantees were good, I did investment guarantees. It was all about making money; I didn't have any goals. Looking back, besides having some money, I'm no different from the ordinary masses. My ex-wife told me to do things I wouldn't regret when I'm old. I don't know what I should do to avoid regrets."

Qing Chen laughed, "Isn't having money a good thing? When I was poor, I wished I could walk with my head down all the time, in case I could pick up a coin from the ground. Sometimes when I saw disabled people begging on the roadside, I looked at the money in their bowls and thought, should I rob them? Of course, I held back."

Luo Wanya smiled, "They say a man at thirty understands life, and a man at forty is without confusion. But I'm almost fifty, and my head is full of questions. I don't know how I should live my life."

Qing Chen was silent for a moment, "Confucius said that a man at thirty understands life, and a man at forty is without confusion. He meant that if he has thirty enemies, he's worth fighting them; if he has forty, he can still defeat them clearly, without any doubts."

Luo Wanya fell silent. "Now that you mention it, Confucius sounds a bit like a gang leader."

"Haha," Qing Chen laughed. "Actually, I think the meaning of "without confusion' at forty is that even if you encounter something you don't understand, you're not willing to explore it anymore at forty. Your sudden enthusiasm for learning surprised me. What's going on? Do you want to change your lifestyle?"

Luo Wanya thoughtfully said, "These past two days, I've been thinking about what I can do to avoid regrets after a lifetime of mediocrity. Although Zhang Qinghuan is a bit aggressive, one of his words struck a chord with me. In the past, everything he did was to improve his own life, but this happiness is limited. Now, what we are doing is to improve other people's lives, and this happiness is limitless. I didn't necessarily obey you in the past, I called you Boss because I know what to do and what big shot to cling to."

Luo Wanya: "But now it might be different. What you're doing now is something I never thought of before. Now that I'm studying, I feel that this goal is suitable for me, and it's better than what I did before. Of course, if one day you don't do this anymore, I'll leave Daybreak and do my own thing."

Qing Chen smiled. Luo Wanya, this kind of underworld boss, the subservient posture in the past was just his way of survival, a manifestation of his mastery of human nature.

His mastery of human nature was so profound that sometimes people really thought he was loyal to Qing Chen.

But a person who has been fighting in the underworld for decades, how could they easily be loyal to someone?

Qing Chen smiled, "Lao Luo, you're no longer pretending to be loyal, you're more sincere now, and you have a little youthful spirit."

"I'm almost fifty, where is the youthful spirit?" Luo Wanya sighed. "It's just that I've finally woken up from a long dream."

"What about the female teacher?" Qing Chen curiously asked.

"Deleted," Luo Wanya didn't explain much.

He had seen many ambitious people in his life and knew what they were like.

They would first appear as caring and considerate people, then try to influence you and devour everything you have.

If it were before, Luo Wanya wouldn't mind communicating with this ambitious person again, but it's different now. He only regrets that he hasn't walked far enough on this road, so he must travel light.

Qing Chen asked, "Are you sure you want to continue with Inner World's cause?"

Luo Wanya nodded, "Yes."

Qing Chen asked, "Do you know that although Guardians' Union is still very secretive, one day it will be fiercely suppressed by all Conglomerates? They will hunt you down, kill you, hang you up in the slums for public display, and destroy everything you've done."

Just like what Outer World's ancestors experienced: betrayal, slaughter, torture, and incitement, the Conglomerates would use any means to deal with this organization that wants to overthrow the world.

There will inevitably be sacrifices.

At this moment, the conversation between Qing Chen and Luo Wanya became more sincere and frank.

Qing Chen revealed the bloody outcome to Luo Wanya.

Luo Wanya said seriously, "I can imagine it; I've been studying that period of history recently. But, Boss, since you know we'll Face[-] the attack of the Conglomerates, why do you still do it? Why start a cause that will eventually be destroyed?"

Qing Chen said, "I want to plant some seeds, let those people in the slums see the light, and one day they will no longer tolerate the darkness."

"Understood."

Qing Chen said, "I'm prepared, and I hope you are too. Perhaps from today, we are truly comrades. I'm curious, you deleted the female teacher's contact, don't you feel sorry?"

"I'll still go to the red-light district," Luo Wanya laughed, "It's nice there."

Qing Chen smiled helplessly, "That's up to you. Now that we're being watched, I need you to cooperate with the entire Daybreak to start transferring. Leave this place before the danger arrives. Daybreak is too famous now, it's like a target."

In the morning, Liu Dezhu and Nangeng Chen went to school together to handle their transfer procedures, while Jiang Xue took Li Tongyun and Shinguji Maki to handle Xiao Tongyun's transfer procedures and her own job transfer. She had decided to teach art at the new school.

After the two teams left, Qing Chen also rode his electric bike out. They were all wearing Bluetooth headsets, looking less like they were transferring schools and more like they were on a mission.

After Jiang Xue finished the procedures with Li Tongyun and the others, she came to Wangfujing on Nanchang Road in Luo City. She bought Shinguji Maki several new sets of clothes, but because she was still angry with Xiao Tongyun, she didn't buy anything for her.

At noon, the three of them finished their meal, and Jiang Xue took the two girls to the back door of the mall's delivery area.

A car was waiting there, picking up the three of them and heading straight for Zheng City.

Through the Bluetooth headset, Luo Wanya said, "Boss, Team A is successful."

Qing Chen rode his electric bike away from Wangfujing, heading towards Luo City Foreign Language School. "Prepare to support Team B."

He wanted Daybreak to disappear from everyone's sight, to prevent anyone from ambushing them on their way to Zheng City.