Xu Changqing didn't know if her father was just trying to ease her mind or if he was genuinely confident he could handle things without her getting involved. This time, he had mentioned those few friends who'd been through life and death with him.
The old classmates and alumni her father called his life-and-death friends were indeed deeply loyal and honorable. They had all rushed over as soon as they heard the news during her family's most difficult times.
Huang Weicheng, who lived closest, had been especially helpful to her. But back then, she had been stuck in a dark place, unable to bear the sight of her father's old classmates living happy, successful lives.
Those images were like a knife to her heart, constantly threatening her composure and reminding her of her father's tragic fate. Even later, after she had moved on and found some peace, she still didn't dare interact with them much.
