Just after midnight, Wang Yu and Xiao Mei returned to Huajing Lake.
The villa was quiet, with the women who had returned earlier already in bed resting.
After offering incense to Chang Fansha, Wang Yu stood in front of Chang Fansha's spirit tablet and whispered to Xiao Mei, "Xiao Mei, could you help me pack my luggage? I'd like to have a chat with Fansha."
Xiao Mei nodded silently and turned to walk to Wang Yu's bedroom.
Gazing at Chang Fansha's spirit tablet, Wang Yu cracked a faint smile and thought to himself, "Brother, tomorrow we'll be setting out for Haizhou to avenge you, and although the military has arranged for twenty special forces soldiers to join us, I'm still not very optimistic about the outcome. You could say that this battle is still extremely perilous."
