He reminisced about his early days in the United Federation, where the old president, Qiu Huai De, had patiently taught him, grooming him as a successor. Overwhelmed by sorrow, he nearly fainted, but was fortunately caught by a quick-acting vice president nearby.
"I, Fu Qingzhu, cannot coexist with Evil Cultivators! If you have the skills, come at me, come at me!!" Fu Qingzhu roared in a frenzy, overcome by grief.
Fu Qingzhu's acting left no trace of pretense, it was entirely heartfelt. This reminded Yang Xiao of the days when they first met, which was in the Dungeon World of Fu Lin Middle School.
Fu Qingzhu had once saved his life, on that ambulance headed towards death, so he always remembered Fu Qingzhu's kindness and was grateful to him.
Similarly, Yang Xiao had saved his life, too many times to count.
Fu Qingzhu was a flawless friend, but if you became his enemy, his methods were ruthless.
