NOVPUBChapter 738 -417 Not Unworthy of the Great Heavenly Lord (Second Update)_1
Chapter 738 -417 Not Unworthy of the Great Heavenly Lord (Second Update)_1
After learning of Mr. Cheng Tianhua’s whereabouts, Qian Dadan didn’t sleep all night.
Although he wanted to take a plane to Britain right away to visit his old friend, who he’d spiritually communicated with for so long, his son and grandson managed to persuade him otherwise.
‘Red-eye flights aren’t safe.’
‘If something happened to you, how would we depend on you in our old age?’
So, Qian Dadan could only suppress his excitement, waiting until dawn, and then, ignoring everything else, bought a plane ticket to Britain and flew there with his grandson.
On the plane, he looked at Qian Xiaohao beside him, who kept yawning, and said discontentedly, ‘A good day starts in the morning. How can you do your job well if you’re this sleepy at this time?’
‘My job is to sleep in bed,’ said Qian Xiaohao helplessly.
Toward Qian Xiaohao’s maid, Qian Dadan said discontentedly, ‘Keep an eye on him, make him sleep at eleven and he must get up at seven in the morning. After he gets up, have him go for a run.’
‘Master, I can’t do that,’ the maid said troubled, ‘You know the young master’s temper. Trying to get him up on time is harder than ascending to the heavens.’
‘I’ll pay more.’
‘Leave it to me.’
The maid excitedly agreed, seeing Qian Xiaohao not as himself anymore, but as a walking ATM.
Looking grumpy and now fully awake, Qian Xiaohao couldn’t help saying when he saw how excited his grandfather was, ‘Grandpa, don’t get your hopes up too high. Grandpa Cheng isn’t in good shape.’
‘I know, Alzheimer’s.’
Although he said he didn’t care, his mood clearly dropped when he thought about it, and he became silent as he stared at the clouds outside.
He was as still as a statue, calmly watching outside.
Qian Xiaohao didn’t know what his grandfather was thinking, but he too began to feel anxious, uncertain about the condition of the elderly man.
Ten hours later, the plane landed.
As soon as they deplaned, Qian Dadan immediately took his grandson and maid, got into a taxi, and said proficiently in English, ‘To Trafalgar Square.’
The taxi driver didn’t start the car, but instead turned his head, flashed a smile at the three of them, and asked, ‘Are you also going to see Mr. Cheng Tianhua?’
‘How did you know?’
‘Many people have been visiting him recently; I can almost tell by now. However, I should warn you, it’s not easy to get in there right now.’
When they arrived at their destination, Qian Dadan discovered what ‘not easy to get in’ really meant.
The flow of people in Trafalgar Square had doubled compared to before, and the once empty square was now crowded with people, each looking in the same direction as if on a pilgrimage, waiting for someone.
As the sun set, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed the area in red, and an old man wearing a plaid shirt arrived, slowly making his way toward an empty bench.
His body was somewhat slight, and the once robust physique inevitably could not resist the erosion of time, making him look like an ordinary old man rather than a figure filled with legend.
As the old man approached, the crowd began to stir.
Some people took out their phones to record videos, while others tried to talk to the old man, expressing their admiration, but he seemed not to see any of them, sitting straight on his bench and starting to ramble on about his past stories.
‘I am Cheng Tianhua…’
With a familiar opening and content, the game and reality finally merged at this moment, creating an indescribable feeling of fulfillment and tranquility.
Standing on the side, Qian Dadan struggled to hear what the other was saying, but hearing his old friend’s voice was satisfying enough.
He had once had everything and had once lost everything; now he was just an old man craving to be remembered, living in a maze woven from his own memories and imagination.
Looking at Mr. Cheng Tianhua now, Qian Xiaohao said to his grandfather, ‘He’s been sick for quite some time, but he had paid enough for the retirement home previously, so there are people taking care of him. However, I heard that the retirement home has been financially strained and is probably going to close down. He has no family or friends left; he might…’
‘Hmm.’
‘Originally, if his manuscripts were still around, they could have been sold for a good sum of money, which would have helped him move to another retirement home with no problem. But he burned his manuscripts, so…’
‘Hmm.’
‘He can’t remember anyone now and seems not to see the people around him. So, grandpa…’
Before Qian Xiaohao could finish his sentence, Qian Dadan had already walked over and stood in front of Cheng Tianhua.
Extending his hand to Cheng Tianhua, he said earnestly, ‘Comrade Cheng Tianhua of 0946 Unit 3 Large Team 1 Area Team Heavy 1 Small Team, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Qian Dadan; we have met before.’
Mr. Cheng Tianhua’s voice suddenly stopped.
Looking up, he stared intently at Qian Dadan standing before him, then stood up and saluted a standard military salute.
‘I am Cheng Tianhua of 0946 Unit 3 Large Team 1 Area Team Heavy 1 Small Team, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Comrade Qian Dadan. Thank you for the supplies you provided. Thank you.’
‘There is a special mission now; could you please come to my house to complete it? The mission is to assist my grandson in completing a series of training tasks, is that possible?’
‘I guarantee to complete the mission.’
The legendary adventurer firmly gripped Qian Dadan’s hand and then gave it a forceful shake.
