The next day, when Long Er woke up, Long Ang was no longer by his side. He got up at eight o’clock, the same time he usually woke up when he was with the Dragon Group. He got dressed, got out of bed, and washed up. Once he was done, he went downstairs and heard a series of shouts coming from the courtyard. He was startled and hurriedly ran outside to see many people gathered in the courtyard. Chu Ge, Huo Tianqian, Long Ang, Lin Dong, and Lin Zhao were each standing in a small spot, training earnestly. Compared to Long Ang, the others’ postures appeared a bit awkward, but thankfully, there wasn’t much of a difference compared to the people from the Dragon Group. After a night’s sleep, Long Er felt much recovered. He smiled and approached Long Ang, saying, "Group Leader, why are you up so early?" Long Ang collected his breath, smiled, and said to Long Er, "Actually, seeing them so diligent in their morning training every day, I couldn’t resist joining them. You should try it too. Morning exercises can really make you feel good all day long." Long Er scratched his head, a bit embarrassed. It seemed like they were almost done with their training, indicating they had started quite early, unlike him... Long Er sighed. He was used to being lazy in the Dragon Group; how could he possibly get up so early? Long Ang’s eyes signaled to Long Er. Long Er knew what Long Ang meant; he wanted him to thank Chu Ge. Long Er had thought all night. He indeed should thank Chu Ge, regardless of the differences between the Ancient Martial Dao and the Dragon Group, he felt he couldn’t owe the Ancient Martial Dao anything due to the enmity between the two sides. A debt of gratitude, once owed, is hard to repay. Long Er thought for a moment and walked toward Chu Ge. Standing in front of him, he hesitated for a long time, still unable to speak the words. Chu Ge noticed that Long Er had something to say. Seeing his conflicted yet honest look, Chu Ge sighed softly, collected his breath, and stood still, looking at Long Er, asking, "Long Er, do you have something to say to me?" Long Er rubbed his palms together, gave an awkward smile, and said to Chu Ge, "Mr. Chu, thank you for saving my life last night." Chu Ge knew he was looking for him because of last night’s incident. He slightly curled his lips and said, "I told you, there’s no need to thank me. Last night’s matter was just a small effort. In front of doctors outside, there’s no distinction between Dragon Group and Ancient Martial Dao, only patients." Long Er was stunned, raising his eyes to look at Chu Ge, feeling a little sentimental. But seeing his expression, Chu Ge hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, "Alright, don’t say anything, let’s just put this matter behind us. It’s about time, let’s go have breakfast." Chu Ge really dreaded emotional exchanges, especially with men; he always felt it was too pretentious and unbearable. Upon hearing Chu Ge’s words, everyone stopped their training. Lin Dong curiously approached, smiling at Long Er, and asked, "How do you feel?" The unexpected concern left Long Er momentarily speechless. Although their brotherhood in the Dragon Group was strong, it always lacked a certain care. That’s right, a kind of care. Even though Lin Dong’s question was simple, it stirred different thoughts in Long Er. "I feel much better now, thanks for your concern." Long Er scratched his head and laughed, "Your name is Lin Dong, right?" Lin Dong nodded, looking at him in surprise, "You actually know my name?" "Hehe, yesterday, I heard Mr. Chu call you, so I remembered." Long Er replied a bit sheepishly. He felt that interacting with Lin Dong was quite easy and pressure-free. Lin Dong pouted, "Well, I thought you heard about me in the world of martial arts." Long Er was taken aback, instinctively asking, "You’re in the world of martial arts? Are you famous?" "Uh, um..." Lin Dong cleared his throat, "Actually, not really famous, haha. Are you starving? Let’s go eat." Lin Dong tried to brush it off. He had no reputation in the world of martial arts; he had just begun to step into the Ancient Martial Dao and hadn’t even officially competed with anyone. The only time he followed Mr. Chu, he was given the easiest task and didn’t get any chance to show himself. Behind them, Lin Zhao couldn’t help but chuckle at Lin Dong’s hasty departure. He walked up to Long Er and said, "Long Er, don’t mind him. He’s just that playful; you’ll get used to it." Breakfast was prepared by Ouyang Die. She had seen the news about Shanghai and was truly grateful to Chu Ge for once again helping them through a crisis. "Wow, Miss Ouyang, you look so beautiful today, and you’ve made such a delicious breakfast." Lin Dong said as he approached the table, seeing all the delicacies that were so visually appetizing. "Yeah, Miss Ouyang, did something good happen today to make you cook so much delicious food?" Huo Tianqian teased from the side. Ouyang Die smiled, glanced at Chu Ge, and said, "All of this is to thank Mr. Chu." Everyone was surprised. "So we owe today’s feast to Mr. Chu." "Regardless of who we owe, as long as we get to enjoy it." Lin Dong was the first to sit down, grinning at everyone, and then took a sip of the milk in front of him. Chu Ge walked to Ouyang Die’s side, turned slightly, and said calmly, "No need to thank me. These things are just what I should do. Besides, the situation at the time didn’t only concern the Ouyang family’s business." Googlᴇ search 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵 "Mr. Chu, what are you two whispering about?" Lin Dong curiously looked at them. "Eat your breakfast, why do you care so much? Eat something to shut your mouth!" Huo Tianqian beside him picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it directly into Lin Dong’s mouth. This guy, always lacking perception at crucial moments. Ouyang Die lightly coughed, nodded slightly, smiled at Chu Ge, and then gestured, "Mr. Chu, please sit down and eat." Chu Ge nodded, then went to sit down, and the others followed suit. Once everyone was seated, Chu Ge didn’t rush to start eating. Instead, he said to everyone, "Today we’ll begin taking action concerning the Dragon Group’s insider." Beside him, Jian Chunqiu’s eyes flickered slightly. He coughed lightly and reminded quietly, "Chu Ge, don’t forget, we are all from the Ancient Martial Dao. Meddling in Dragon Group’s affairs might not be appropriate."