Armor: I'm in Nava, but I'm Oxer?

On the rooftop.

Duanmu Gushang frowned, his inner turmoil a tangled mess.

He knew that the situation was complex and difficult, and that every decision could have unpredictable consequences.

On one hand, he felt sorry for his son, Duanmu Yan. Seeing Duanmu Yan blinded by hatred and filled with anger and prejudice towards Oukeser, he felt extremely distressed.

He understood Duanmu Yan's pain; his own death had been a devastating blow to him, and the hatred burning within him was difficult to extinguish. He wanted to comfort Duanmu Yan immediately, tell him the truth, and free him from the vortex of hatred.

However, he was also worried that Duanmu Yan would not be able to accept this sudden truth. After all, Duanmu Yan's hatred for Oukese was already so deep. Once he learned that the revenge he had been pursuing all along was not so simple, he might fall into deeper confusion and pain.

But the arrow has to be fired when it is on the string.

It's something we'll have to face sooner or later.

It's just a matter of gentler and more violent methods.

Zhang Zhao seemed to have made a decision when he saw Duanmu Gushang.

He put one hand on Duanmu Gushang's shoulder.

Standing on the edge of the rooftop.

Take a leap.

I experienced a brief moment of freefall.

He jumped directly onto the balcony where Duanmu Yan and Ma Qingshan were talking.

A dark shadow suddenly flashed across the sky, blocking out the sun.

Duanmu Yan initially thought it was some kind of Oukes coming to launch a sneak attack...

But he witnessed a scene that would never be forgotten in his life.

There were two figures in the shadows.

The balcony is very large.

That was enough to allow them both to land safely.

Jump off a building?

He could see the two people's faces clearly.

One of them was Officer Zhang, whom I usually respect.

another?

what?

what?

Duanmu Yan dared not look into her own eyes.

Although I don't have the familiar trench coat.

But that figure...

The other person turned out to be his father, whom he thought had died long ago—Duanmu Gushang.

Duanmu Yan's eyes widened, his face filled with shock and disbelief. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but no sound came out.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and Duanmu Yan's mind went completely blank.

He couldn't comprehend what was happening before him; the person who should have been gone forever from his memory was now standing alive and well in front of him.

He tentatively rubbed his eyes.

He then turned to look at Ma Qingshan, who had been arguing with him.

This seems to be happening right now!

His emotions fluctuated greatly.

Is this the person I've been thinking about day and night?

I must be seeing things... I must be seeing things.

Duanmu Gushang's photo still hangs above Duanmu Yan's bedside, in the place he sees first thing every morning when he wakes up. He searched carefully but couldn't find a single photo of him and his father as adults.

The photos show him taking his first steps, just starting elementary school... but none of them show him as an adult.

He was filled with regret.

something.

You only realize how precious something is when you lose it.

The purpose of him displaying the photos was to remind himself to never forget revenge.

The blurry photo of the white Ox was also there.

Looking at his son's shocked expression, Duanmu Gushang felt a pang of guilt and heartache. He slowly took a step forward and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

“Duanmu…”

Facing her father who had voluntarily returned from the dead.

Duanmu Yan wasn't particularly excited.

He instinctively took half a step back.

Does the ability to die and be resurrected exist in the world? Even with the existence of supernatural things like super armor and Oxus.

Duanmu Yan never believed in so-called ghosts and gods.

"I don't have a father. My father died a long time ago!"

Duanmu Yan said coldly.

Are you serious about taking that half-step back?

Duanmu Yan's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Duanmu Gushang's heart. A trace of pain flashed in Duanmu Gushang's eyes.

"I had my reasons, I'm sorry. It was to protect you."

Duanmu Yan simply stared at him coldly, her suspicion and anger undiminished.

"Protect me? Your so-called protection is just making me think you're dead, leaving me to bear all this pain and hatred alone?"

"And you!"

Duanmu Yan turned his spear.

It was aimed at Zhang Zhao.

"You knew all along, didn't you? And then you pretended to help me. How disgusting! Don't I look like a clown in your eyes?"

Duanmu Yan roared at Zhang Zhao.

Ma Qingshan, who was standing to the side, saw Duanmu Gushang and Zhang Zhao who had just appeared. "Is that so?"

Ma Qingshan only knew part of Zhang Zhao's situation and was not very familiar with this particular case.

This person is terrifying.

Could it be that even Duanmu's side is plotting something?

This is too exaggerated.

Duanmu Gu was speechless for a moment, unsure how to answer his son's question.

He knew that his choice had caused great harm to Duanmu Yan, but he had no other choice at the time.

This was the method he and Zhang Zhao jointly chose.

Zhang Zhao, on the other hand, didn't seem to feel anything.

Where is this?

This is just the tip of the iceberg.

"……………………"

Duanmu Yan continued to output damage, but only for a short while.

Duanmu Yan was not a person of low character.

A person who can keep cursing without repeating themselves is actually a talented person.

Without the other party arguing back.

Your vocabulary for swearing is actually quite limited.

"Are you finished?"

Zhang Zhao's voice was calm and steady, as if he was not affected by Duanmu Yan's anger.

Duanmu Yan, panting heavily, stared at Zhang Zhao with bloodshot eyes, but did not answer.

"Let me cool you down."

A thought.

Mobilizing forces.

Zhang Zhao's entire body began to be enveloped in black energy.

White armor appeared.

A large "王" (king) character appeared on Zhang Zhao's forehead.

The surrounding temperature did indeed drop a few degrees.

But Duanmu Yan's mood did not cool down, even though Zhang Zhao had undergone multiple evolutions and his physical characteristics had changed significantly.

He had long ago etched the white figure into his mind.

How could I not recognize you?

His trusted senior, his father's friend.

They are the enemies I yearn for day and night, the ones I wish I could tear to pieces and drink from their blood!

"you……"

Duanmu Yan was even more shocked.

Make fists with both hands.

The fingernail was almost digging into the flesh.

The atmosphere was so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe.

Duanmu Yan's gaze darted back and forth between Zhang Zhao, Duanmu Gushang, and Ma Qingshan, trying to find an answer in their expressions, but each of their faces was filled with complex emotions.

Duanmu Yan suddenly felt like she was going crazy.

This is his enemy, but his father is still alive...

His long-held beliefs were completely overturned at this moment, and he didn't know who to believe or what to do.

His body trembled slightly, his hands clenched into fists as he struggled to control his inner turmoil.

Is he living in a Truman Show?

Even if the Oxherd he hated most was right in front of him.

But he didn't rush forward.

"I should have known, I should have known! What's real? Tell me what's real!"

Duanmu Yan's voice was almost a roar; his emotions were on the verge of collapse.

"Although you're already able to deduce the whole story with your own brain, I'll explain it again..."

Zhang Zhao's emotions remained unchanged.

He explained that Duanmu Gushang had been targeted by the Tiantianhao Group from the very beginning.

When talking about Tiantiangan Group, Zhang Zhao glanced at Ma Qingshan.

In order to investigate the truth and the whereabouts of the Fifth Element.

For the safety of Duanmu Gushang and Duanmu Yan.

That's how this plan came about.

If Duanmu Gushang were still alive, Tiantianhao Group would relentlessly pursue him like a mad dog, and it would be difficult to trust those guys not to harm his family.

"You keep saying you're doing this for my own good, but look at me now, where am I doing well?"

Duanmu Yan's voice was hoarse!

Hearing the whole truth.

It seems that everything started with good intentions, but he just happened to become the biggest source of resentment.

"Why should I understand you..."

Duanmu Yan screamed in agony.

His sense of justice told him that everything seemed to be alright.

But he was in great pain.

He didn't like the feeling of being cared for like a child.

"Zhang Zhao, Ma Qingshan, and Ma Lingling were infected with the virus accidentally; they are not bad people..."

Duanmu Gushang has been dawdling for so long.

I finally spoke my first words to my son.

Although Zhang Zhao had told him that if his son looked down on Oukeser, he would definitely give him a good scolding.

But when it came down to it, he became the king of verbal sparring.

"Duanmu? Duanmu?"

Duanmu Yan was still looking down.

He is lost.

His emotions were incredibly complex.

He didn't know what to do.

He kept his head down, and then he let out a sneer.

He wasn't laughing at others, but at himself.

These events really helped him grow a lot.

He actually wanted to understand everything that Duanmu Gushang and Zhang Zhao had done.

Once a person realizes that they have grown up.

A wonderful feeling will arise.

He stood up slowly.

Facing Zhang Zhao.

"I will only forgive you for what you have done if we have a fight."

"of course can."

Zhang Zhao glanced at the time.

Less than twenty minutes had passed since they jumped off the rooftop.

Has the young man been confused for a while?

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It has been a while since Zhang Zhao last faced off against Duanmu Yan.

It's been a long time.

that time.

Duanmu Yan had just obtained the summoner for the Nawa Armor and this was her first battle.

"Let's go up to the rooftop."

There were no further words spoken.

Leave from the balcony.

After passing through the wards and stairs, I arrived at the top floor of the hospital again.

The things that were destroyed in the battle between Zhang Zhao and Ma Qingshan have long been repaired.

Everything is brand new.

Ma Qingshan and Duanmu Gu were still bystanders, watching the battle unfold.

"That white one is really strong..."

Ma Qingshan and Duanmu Gushang were both well aware of Zhang Zhao's formidable strength.