I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 1075 Endless Grief!

"Oh, so you're being polite with me now. I ate and drank at your expense back then, and you didn't say anything, did you?" Zhang Chen glanced at Bai Ziling, his eyes full of smiles.
"If anyone should say thank you, it should be me thanking you."

Bai Ziling stopped talking upon hearing this, closed her eyes, leaned against the window to rest, and the green train slowly moved along. After passing three stations, the train gradually filled up with people, and Zhang Chen had to withdraw his mental energy field. Before long, an old man and a young man came to the opposite side of him.

The old man was probably in his fifties, slightly overweight, and looked like someone who had always lived a life of luxury. His skin was delicate and fair, as if it had never been exposed to wind and rain.

Beside the elderly man was a young man in his thirties. He had a buzz cut, smooth skin, and a stable stance, which made him seem unlike an ordinary person.

“This is a master!” Zhang Chen looked at the young man and noticed the rhythm of his muscles and bones moving according to some kind of pattern. It was clear that the man was practicing some kind of unique technique.

"He's at least a martial arts master at the Transformation Realm. He's only thirty years old. To achieve such a feat in this Dharma-ending Age, his martial arts foundation is truly astonishing." Zhang Chen's eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

The young man was carrying two enormous packages, each weighing over 300 pounds, but they seemed weightless in his hands, showing his remarkable strength.

Most importantly, of the two, the older man was not wearing shackles, while the younger man had three shackles on him, and when he walked, he looked like a huge bear, with the chains clanging loudly.

The young man placed the package on the shelf, then took out a water cup from it and respectfully handed it to the elderly man: "Your Highness, please moisten your throat."

“Little Liu, we’re in the same boat now, so this isn’t appropriate!” Wang Gong said in a Hunan accent as he took the water cup. “We need to take care of each other now, not you taking care of me all the time.”

"Look at what you're saying, I'm quite strong, these things should be done by me." Xiao Liu replied with a smile, then looked at Zhang Chen and Bai Ziling opposite him. His gaze fell on Bai Ziling, and a look of amazement appeared in his eyes. Bai Ziling had fair skin and a beautiful face, and a gentle and virtuous temperament. She looked like she came from a wealthy family.

However, Xiao Liu's gaze only lingered on Bai Ziling for a moment before landing on Zhang Chen. His eyes swept over Zhang Chen's brand-new clothes. The clothes were ordinary, but the person wearing them was no ordinary person. His gaze swept over Zhang Chen's hands and limbs, which did not look like those of someone who practiced martial arts. However, when he noticed Zhang Chen's breathing, he silently made a mental note and broke out in a cold sweat: "This is a master! A master I can't even fathom."

He noticed that Zhang Chen took a full thirty breaths to inhale and thirty breaths to exhale. His breathing was so gentle and subtle that it seemed to exist yet not exist. No one would believe that he was not a master at controlling his breathing.

However, after his gaze swept over the shackles on Zhang Chen's feet, a hint of relaxation appeared in his eyes. In this era, no matter how high one's martial arts skills are, they are no match for a bullet.

The young man smiled at Zhang Chen, revealing his white teeth: "Brother, are you also going to the North?"

Zhang Chen nodded upon hearing this. He knew the young man was making conversation out of nothing. The other man had noticed his breathing. They were so close, and the other man was a martial arts master with keen eyesight and hearing. It would be strange if he hadn't noticed his breathing.

However, in order to live as long as possible in this life, Zhang Chen has begun to practice Qi cultivation, controlling his breathing and heartbeat, and constantly cultivating his internal energy to slow down aging by controlling his magical power.

Zhang Chen glanced at the young man, then at the old man, realizing the latter's identity was not simple, and replied, "Are you also going to the North?"

Bai Ziling, who was pretending to be asleep, interjected speechlessly, "Everyone who gets on this train is going to the North."

Bai Ziling stared wide-eyed at the two of them. The young man gave an awkward smile, while Zhang Chen seemed not to have heard Bai Ziling's words. Instead, he smiled and started chatting with the young man.

Before long, the train stopped at another station, and two more bookish young men wearing shackles walked in from outside the carriage. One sat down next to Zhang Chen, and the other sat down opposite him.

The green train had a large, three-person row of seats, and people could sit opposite each other. Bai Ziling sat in the innermost row, opposite the "Prince," while Zhang Chen and Xiao Liu sat opposite each other, and the two young men who had just boarded the train sat opposite each other.

The two young men's eyes were involuntarily drawn to Bai Ziling, and they fell on her. Zhang Chen and the young man were talking, and through their conversation, Zhang Chen learned that the other man's name was Zhang Jun.

However, neither Zhang Chen nor Zhang Jun tacitly inquired about the other's background. After exchanging names, they began to discuss their upcoming life in the north.

Two young men who looked like intellectuals joined the conversation and started chatting with the two men. Seeing this, Zhang Chen stopped talking and let Zhang Jun chat with the two young men.

The two young men introduced themselves; one was named Li Bai, and the other Wang Tiejun.

Wang Tiejun's face was covered in pimples and acne. He looked to be in his early twenties, full of youthful vigor. His gaze fell on Bai Ziling, who remained silent, and he wanted to strike up a conversation with her: "Where is this girl from? How did she get arrested?"

Zhang Chen remained silent, but Zhang Jun, on the other side, also perked up his ears, his eyes fixed on Zhang Chen with a hint of inquiry. He could tell that Zhang Chen and Bai Ziling were very close, like kindred spirits. Previously, he had been wary and hadn't dared to inquire about Zhang Chen's background, but now that someone had spoken up, it was actually a helpful opportunity. If he could find out about the girl's background, he could roughly deduce Zhang Chen's as well.

To everyone's surprise, Bai Ziling closed her eyes, as if she hadn't heard Wang Tiejun's question, which immediately made Wang Tiejun blush.

Zhang Chen remained silent, simply watching Wang Tiejun stand there awkwardly by himself. Li Bai, standing to the side, smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Tiejun, you were too abrupt. She's a young lady, naturally shy. How could you ask her so directly?"

Wang Tiejun was embarrassed and his face turned pale. He answered stiffly, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, yes, absolutely! I was too abrupt!"

Then the two changed the subject and started talking about life after going to the north. People sitting next to them gradually chimed in, and the atmosphere in the carriage gradually became lively.

While everyone in the train carriage was talking, inside the Shanghai People's Hospital, Shi Yuhan stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at the rice that had been smashed all over the floor. She rubbed her temples with a headache and said wearily, "Jiang He, stop making a fuss. Just focus on your treatment. If you focus on your treatment, you will definitely get better."

Shen Jianghe's eyes were still wrapped in gauze, and he whimpered in pain, "I can't even eat by myself now. I'm a useless person. I have to rely on you to take care of me. What's the point of me living? I might as well just die."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yanan earnestly advised, "The doctor said yesterday that a foreign expert is coming to Shanghai for an exchange. He specializes in ophthalmology. If we can invite him here, there might be hope that your eyes can recover."

"But I don't have any money! It costs a lot of money to see a specialist." Shen Jianghe bit his lip, his voice full of pain.

"You don't need to worry about the money, I'll figure something out," Shi Yunan said, then silently tidied up the leftover food on the ground, pondering how to raise the money.

The only thing she could think of right now was the large sum of money Zhang Chen had.

"It's been a month, and he still hasn't come to apologize. It seems he's really angry. Fine, for Jiang He's sake, I'll go see him myself, coax him back, and while I'm at it, find a way to borrow the money." With that thought, Shi Yunan took the food box, went outside, washed it at the tap, and then took a bus to Zhang Chen's house.

"Is Zhang Chen home?" Shi Yunan asked, looking at the open door.

Zhang Fang, who was resting in the courtyard, looked up when he heard the voice at the door. Upon seeing Shi Yunan, he greeted her warmly.
"Yu Nan is here! Come in quickly!"

"Uncle Zhang, is Zhang Chen home?" Shi Yunan asked as she walked into the courtyard.

Zhang Fang was taken aback: "Didn't Zhang Chen always live with you? He moved out of the house a long time ago, and there's no room for him anymore. Why are you looking for him here?"

"Moved out? Live with me?" Shi Yanan was stunned when she heard this, staring blankly at Zhang Fang: "Uncle Zhang, don't talk nonsense, lest you ruin my reputation. Zhang Chen and I have always been completely innocent. When did we start living together?"

“One month ago, Zhang Chen moved out of our house, saying he was going to live with you?” Shen Jianghe asked.

Shi Yanan was stunned upon hearing this, her eyes filled with disbelief: "He has never contacted me before, and we have never lived together, so how could we be living together?"

The accounts suddenly don't match!

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fang's heart skipped a beat. If Zhang Chen wasn't living with Shi Yunan, then where was he living?

He was still a prisoner, and he couldn't even go to a hotel to book a room. It was extremely difficult for him to rent a house. How did he get through that night?

Where did they stay for the following month?

Zhang Fang felt a little panicked, his fists clenched involuntarily, and his face gradually turned pale.

Seeing Zhang Fang's expression, Shi Yunan realized something was wrong and quickly pressed him for an explanation. Zhang Fang, pale-faced, recounted what had happened that night. Upon hearing this, Shi Yunan raised her voice, her words filled with disbelief:

"So, Zhang Chen hasn't been back for a month? Do you know where he's staying?"

(End of this chapter)