Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 848 Let's Escort The Heroes Home

In a deep, resonant tone, Luo Gang said, "I understand your deep admiration for the Dragon Lord. Before he left, he specifically instructed me that it is the heroes who should receive the utmost respect, not him." He gestured towards the soldiers behind him, each carrying a cremation urn draped in a war flag. "These urns contain the ashes of the martyrs who bravely sacrificed themselves on the battlefield. Each one of them is a true hero! It is because of the countless acts of bravery and selflessness by heroes like them that Donghua now enjoys such a peaceful state."

He continued, "Therefore, the Dragon Lord has decided to allocate all the special planes to these heroic martyrs. They will be sent back to their hometowns with the highest standards and utmost respect, allowing them to rest in eternal peace. Thirty-six martyrs from Yenching have already departed with the Dragon Lord. He has already brought their ashes and boarded the flight. The remaining heroes will be safely escorted home by all of you."

Luo Gang saluted once again, his gaze solemn and respectful.

When Guan Ping An and the others heard this, a mix of emotions welled up. Their eyes filled with tears.

In a world where some seek recognition for their deeds, Chu Feng exemplified the adage, "Do good without seeking credit." He stood as a true hero, holding a profound love for his country and its people in his heart.

With a resounding call, Guan Ping An declared, "Let's escort the heroes home!" He bowed deeply towards the urns lined up before them.

A resounding chorus of "Let's escort the heroes home" filled the air, the cheers thundering through the surroundings, deeply resonating with the hearts of those present.

Amid the eager and respectful gazes of countless onlookers, one plane after another took off. These aircraft carried the brave heroes who had sacrificed everything for their motherland, embarking on their journey back home.

Finally, these heroic spirits could find eternal rest.

Meanwhile, aboard a plane en route to Yenching, preparations for takeoff were underway.

In the first-class cabin, Chu Feng sat with a commanding posture, his profound gaze fixed on the horizon. His attention was drawn to the thirty-six cremation urns, each draped with a war flag, meticulously arranged on the seats. In a composed tone, he said, "Brothers, we're heading home."

Since it was a late-night flight, there were very few passengers, and the first-class cabin was empty. Therefore, Chu Feng bought all the empty seats and arranged the cremation urns containing the ashes of his comrades. Instead of treating the urns as mere luggage, he opted to display his reverence for these fallen heroes.

"Dragon Lord, we've just received an update from Luo Gang. Just as you predicted, the people of Xi Ye have spontaneously gathered to bid you farewell. There are over ten thousand of them," Chen FengXing approached and informed him. He added, "They have followed your orders and used a special plane to transport the ashes of our heroic martyrs back home. This was executed with the highest standards, ensuring their return is marked by the utmost respect and glory."

"Okay." Chu Feng nodded, feeling quite emotional. "What accomplishments and qualities do I possess to warrant the presence of nearly ten thousand compatriots bidding me farewell?"

"Dragon Lord, this reception is well-deserved and inevitable." Chen FengXing smiled and said, "I've just received word that upon hearing of your triumphant return, tens of thousands of individuals in Yenching have spontaneously gathered at the airport to welcome you. The magnitude of this event even surpasses the one in Xi Ye."Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Chu Feng shook his head helplessly, compelled to go along and accept the enthusiastic welcome.

As he took a deep breath, thoughts of returning to Yenching and reuniting with Yun Muqing and Duo Duo flooded his mind. The anticipation brought about a surge of excitement and joy, causing all weariness and injuries to vanish instantly—his spirits soared.

However, his pleasant reverie was abruptly interrupted by the sharp scolding of an angry woman.

"What are you doing? Can't you even handle the simple task of booking a flight ticket properly? Now, I have to endure the discomfort of economy class, surrounded by those lowly individuals. You guys are such incompetent fools! Is there anything you can do right?"

Chu Feng frowned and looked up in the direction of the voice.