With a calm demeanor, he reassured, “Don’t worry, my brother. There’s an issue with Cyprus this time, and I will certainly uncover what it is. If everything checks out with Cyprus, I will personally speak to the British Lord to resolve your troublespletely!”


    Expressing his gratitude, he replied, “Brother, let’s not get sidetracked. It’s all in the wine!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Ou Bojun smiled back, saying, “Alright! I’ll raise this ss with my brother, and together, we shall surely emerge victorious!”


    …


    Later that evening, at nine o’clock, a business jet took off from Naples Airport, heading towards Larnaca International Airport in Cyprus.


    Onboard, Ou Bojun felt entirely at ease. To him, traveling to Cyprus felt as routine as a visit to a poultry farm, with no hint of danger to worry about.


    Halfway through the flight, he pulled out his mobile phone and initiated a video call to Boyun Ruge, who was situated in Nakul in the Far East, using the internalmunication app of Po Qinghui (Benn).


    Yun Ruge didn’t pick up; instead, he declined the call and messaged back, “What does Uncle Russell need me for?”


    With a smile, Ou Bojun responded, “Ruge, I bet it’s quite dull there in the Far East, right? I just returned from Naples, and I found the climate and culture of southern Europe to be delightful. If we get the chance, we should go there together and enjoy ourselves.” Yun Ruge replied nonchntly, “No thanks.”


    Ou Bojun pressed on, saying, “Ruge, why turn me down from so far away? After all these years, you must know how sincere I am towards you. Look around—who in this world is more suited for you than I am?”


    In a curt tone, Yun Ruge asked, “Why do I need someone to be suited for me? You don’t believe I still have any need for romance, do you? What good is love? Can it enhance my cultivation? Can it grant me immortality?”


    Ou Bojun sighed, forcing a smile as he replied, “Ruge, while love may not boost your cultivation or allow you to live forever, it does bring joy! Regardless of how much we practice, we cannot escape death. Since we will all eventually pass on, why not take some time to truly enjoy life?”


    Yun Ruge shot back coldly, “I’m sorry, but I’m not interested in seizing the day.”


    Ou Bojun’s tone turned urgent as he pressed, “You can’t be serious—a young woman like you, yet to marry? If you don’t seek a partner, at least consider having a child or two. After we’re gone, who will remember us? Who will pay respects at our graves?”


    Yun Ruge scoffed, saying, “Death is simply like a candle being extinguished. If I pass away, the best oue would be to leave without regrets. Let this body return to dust. As for monuments and rituals, what’s the point?”


    Realizing that Yun Ruge was cautious around him, Ou Bojun sighed in resignation, muttering, “It’s tough to exist in this world for a brief time. I don’t want to fade into obscurity; I hope to be remembered after I’m gone.”<fnab0d> N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on Find_Novel(.</fnab0d>


    Yun Ruge retorted, “Then hurry up and find a woman at the club to marry, so she can bear your children. After you’re gone, at least your descendants can pay their respects.” Ou Bojun responded with frustration, “Uncle Nakul, I’ve made my intentions clear, but you keeping up with excuses. Am I really that unappealing to you?” Yun Ruge chuckled lightly.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>