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August 8th is getting closer and closer. It is a day that has attracted much attention from all parties. Wu Xie, Fatty Wang and others set out for Changbai Mountain with a firm belief. Their destination is the Bronze Gate, just to wait for Zhang Qiling to come out.

Wu Xie held on to his past promises in his heart, and every step he took was heavy but full of power. The promise made ten years ago was like a mark engraved deep in his soul, and no matter how the wind and sand of the years blew, it had never been erased. Fatty Wang also stayed with him closely, and beside Wu Xie, he was like a solid force, giving Wu Xie silent support.

However, the atmosphere in the Xie Mansion was completely different. Hei Xia Zi and Xie Yu Chen did not go with them. They stayed by Gege's side, and the atmosphere was quiet and a little depressing. Xie Yu Chen was often uneasy, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows were like unsolvable sorrows. His eyes always fell on Gege involuntarily, as if he could keep her by his side by doing so. Hei Xia Zi had a premonition that he really couldn't keep Gege this time.

"Uncle Huaer, your daughter doesn't belong here." Hei Xia Zi persuaded Jie Yuchen.

Xie Yuchen was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "I know, but I really don't want to accept it."

Hei Xiazi patted his shoulder and said, "What can you do if you are unwilling? Some things are destined from the beginning."

Gege also felt that she was leaving soon. She was reluctant to leave this father and brother Li Cu. The other father was like a big tree that sheltered her from the wind and rain, giving her endless warmth and security. And brother Li Cu was like her closest companion, accompanying her through many wonderful times.

When the small-minded Gege saw the snacks brought by the butler, the aroma of the snacks seemed to instantly penetrate her nose, making her completely forget everything that happened before. Her eyes immediately lit up, her face was filled with an excited smile, and then like a happy little bird, she happily ran towards the butler, eager to taste the delicious snacks.

At the same time, the wind from Changbai Mountain, with its unchanging chill for a thousand years, whistled across the valley in front of the bronze gate. Iron chains stretched across the mountains, filled with human-faced birds, which tilted their heads and stared at Wu Xie and his party with their dark eyes, as if waiting for something. Wu Xie and his party walked in this mysterious and intimidating valley, feeling both nervous and excited.

Wu Xie stood in front of the bronze door, staring at the ancient door nervously. The bronze door, once the guardian of countless secrets, now seemed like a huge mystery waiting to be solved. His breathing was rapid, and his hands were shaking slightly, as if he wanted to touch the door, but was afraid of disturbing the secret behind the door. Time passed by minute by minute, and a quarter of an hour had passed since the ten-year period agreed by Zhang Qiling, but the bronze door was still motionless. Wu Xie's heart became more and more anxious, and a trace of fear slowly grew in his heart.

“Zhang Qiling!” Wu Xie suddenly shouted, his voice trembling, “Didn’t you say you would come back to pick me up in ten years? Here I come, come out!”

Fatty Wang held Wu Xie's arm tightly, fearing that he would rush forward on impulse. He gently patted Wu Xie's shoulder and comforted him, "Wu Xie, wait a moment. You know that this door has passed its expiration date and will definitely be delayed for a while. Brother will definitely come out, I believe it."

Wu Xie took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. His mind kept recalling every detail of the past ten years with Brother. The days when they fought side by side, the moments when they faced danger together, all became the most precious memories in his heart.

Zhang Rishan stood aside. He didn't want to come. After all, he was a little afraid to see the clan leader. What the Buddha did was indeed a little unkind, but he didn't stop him. Besides, Nanfeng was about to give birth, and at that time he might need the clan leader's help to deal with the complicated overseas Zhang family. Therefore, he had no choice but to come here.

The originally noisy human-faced bird suddenly became unusually quiet as if it had been cast under a spell, not even daring to breathe. The entire valley seemed to be in a state of stillness, with only the whistling Changbai Mountain wind still blowing.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the bronze door. The door gave off a gloomy atmosphere, as if it was the cold air from hell, which made people shudder. Along with this gloomy air, the fog around the door began to spread slowly, like the tentacles of a ghost, quietly extending to all sides. This fog not only brought chills, but also gave off a majestic atmosphere, which made people feel awe. Under the pressure of this majesty, the human-faced birds were even more silent, not daring to move at all.

Just when everyone was shocked by this momentum, the bronze door suddenly made a slight sound. Although the sound was not loud, it was particularly clear in this silent environment. Then, the bronze door slowly opened a gap. The gap was like a door to an unknown world, full of temptation and unknown.

Through the gap, one could only see a hint of darkness, as if endless darkness was waiting for people to explore behind the door.

The gap gradually widened, and a figure appeared, carrying a long knife on his back. He stood tall, with a black hood covering his head. His deep eyes showed endless indifference and determination, as if nothing in the world could move him. He was Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes turned red. "Brother..." He whispered softly, his voice filled with uncontrollable excitement. For Wu Xie, Zhang Qiling was not only a partner, but also a light in his life. In the past ten years, he wandered in the darkness countless times, and it was because of his longing and expectation for Zhang Qiling that he persevered.

Zhang Qiling walked out of the bronze door slowly, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally fell on Wu Xie, with a hint of tenderness that was barely noticeable in his eyes. His steps were steady, and every step seemed to be stepping on everyone's heart. This man who was once like a god in Wu Xie's heart now appeared in front of him in reality.

"Wu Xie."

"Little brother, you finally came out." Fatty Wang grinned, his eyes moist.

Zhang Rishan stepped forward and bowed his head slightly, "Patriarch."

Zhang Qiling nodded and his eyes fell on Wu Xie again.

Wu Xie walked forward and stood in front of Zhang Qiling, "Brother, you haven't forgotten the ten-year agreement." His voice was a little choked, as if he wanted to suppress these words in his heart for a long time.

Zhang Qiling looked at him and said softly, "I haven't forgotten."

Everyone gathered around Zhang Qiling, with so many things to say but not knowing where to start. The past ten years of yearning and worry were all ignited by this moment of reunion.

At this moment, the princess who was far away in the Jie Mansion suddenly sneezed, rubbed her nose, and continued to eat snacks happily. Her carefree look formed a sharp contrast with the tense and excited atmosphere here.