Qingyuan stared silently at Cheung, shocked by the display of emotions his friend had bundled inside bursting out so suddenly. Since they had been children Cheung had never shown outsiders his true feelings behind his smile and bright personality. So to see the happy young man so disheartened... Qingyuan's grip on his friend's shoulder weakens unconsciously as the thought of holding back Cheung becomes less important and fades to the back of his dazed mind in the face of his vulnerability. However, how would Zhong Zemin understand this? Zhou Hua Fan was unconscious. The old master disdained his presence.