"Let’s move along. My precious will draw a crowd if left in the street."

Zhou You frowned, "But it’s so big. How can we accommodate it at our place?" Could they really leave such a valuable asset outside their house?

"It has its own place, but it's been a long time since we've been there, and I haven’t maintained it. Let’s stay at your place for the night."

Eventually, Zhou You and Shao Qi led them home. Without disturbing the elder, Yan Wu transformed back into its truck form, seemingly ordinary except for its size.

"I remember the last time I saw it; it couldn't transform, right?"

Lounging on the sofa, sipping tea provided by his disciple and enjoying food from his disciple’s wife, Master Fan boasted, "I modified it later on. If I were to take it outside the base, I couldn’t just rely on its two legs. So, I made it into a truck."

Zhou You deeply admired the craftsmanship, truly a mastery level. No wonder the weapons he crafted were always in high demand.

After a hearty meal, Master Fan said seriously, "I've carefully reviewed your last encounter. I wondered if things might have been different if Yan Wu had been with you then. It was a close call; you almost lost your life."

Shao Qi shook his head, "Yan Wu is powerful, but at that time, I was facing a group of mutated humans and beasts. Their numbers were overwhelming. Maybe I could've escaped, but completely wiping them out was impossible. I couldn't risk them entering our base."

"Damn them all! Why are these crazy experimenters obsessed with gene fusion? Jiang Shun is surely not the only one."

"True, but he was the most successful." Lately, Shao Qi had been secretly investigating the labs. There must be many scientists like Lin Shuqing who wished to replicate the project.

Master Fan tossed him a key ring, "Take this, I'm giving Yan Wu to you. I don't want to hear of your frail body getting hurt anymore."

"I can't accept this. It represents years of your hard work."

"Enough, it's not my only masterpiece. You've already taken so much good stuff from me, haven't you? And Yong An was destroyed, right? I'm getting old, I can't make weapons anymore. You handle it."

"I'm currently gathering materials." The conversation then shifted to professional matters, as they eagerly exchanged ideas.

Zhou You prepared late-night snacks for them before heading to the training room. The sword that Shao Qi had gifted him hung there, ready to be tested for its might the next day.

Early the next morning, there were complaints from below, "What's going on? Why is there a massive truck parked in our area? Is this even a parking zone?"

"Call the authorities! Summon the city defense to tow it away. This is so inconsiderate!"

"Speaking of which, what was last night's alarm about? Did the authorities explain?"

"Yeah, they said it was a false alarm. Honestly, they're getting so careless. How could they mess this up? I wonder how the higher-ups manage things."

"The military's like a dragon without a head. Marshal Shao is ill and not taking charge. The old saying goes, 'A country can't be without its ruler for a day.' The military also needs a commander."

"Didn't they say his injuries were severe and he needed to recuperate?"

"If he can't handle it, someone else should step in. Marshal Shao has made great contributions, but if he's physically unfit, someone competent should fill such an important position."

"Nonsense! I disagree. The marshal isn't dead. He's done so much. Doesn't he deserve some sick leave? Your ingratitude is startling."

"The nation's matters aren't a game. You're letting emotions cloud your judgment!"

The arguments below grew louder. Zhou You had a competition that day. He got up early, while the master and apprentice duo were still engrossed in their blueprint discussions. He informed them he was leaving on his own.

Shao Qi looked up, his eyes sparkling, showing no signs of exhaustion from the all-nighter.

Packing up the blueprint, he dashed to his room to change, shouting, "Wait for me, I'll come along."

"Master, you rest. We're heading out."

Watching them leave in a flurry, Master Fan snorted. He went downstairs to check on his prized possession, only to find a parking ticket on the vehicle. His anger flared up.

"Who dares to be so blind?"

Upon seeing the vehicle's owner approach, a crowd gathered around, pointing and loudly berating him, which infuriated Master Fan to the point where his beard bristled with anger.

"You people have no appreciation! Is this even a car? This is..."

"If it's not a car, then what is it? Think we're blind?"

"This is..." Master Fan was about to command Yanwu to transform and intimidate these ignorant onlookers when he realized he'd given the key to Shao Qi.

"You deceitful old man, how dare you lie!"

"Has he gone senile?"

He touched the door of Yanwu, whispering, "My dear, can you unlock via fingerprint recognition just this once?"

The headlights flashed and the car roared to life. In a swift motion, it transformed into a gigantic Iron Man figure, leaving the crowd in awe and shock.

Chapter 238: Identity Exposed

On the second day of the finals, Zhou You's opponent was Dao Meng's top disciple, Chen Tianwei, who was also a favorite contender for the title.

His knife was overpoweringly fierce. With just one swing, a piece of Zhou You's clothing was sliced off by its blade aura, marking him as the first to injure Zhou during this tournament.

"Mr. Zhou, you better dodge this!" Chen Tianwei's blade carried with it an overwhelming energy, splitting the stage in half. The organizers had to set up protective barriers to prevent any accidental injuries to the audience.

"Chen Tianwei truly lives up to the reputation of the future leader of Dao Meng. His knife skills are impeccable."

"He's immensely strong. Rumor has it he's broken the fifty thousand strength mark and could crush an elephant with just two fingers."

"Look! Zhou Shan has unveiled his weapon. Instead of a dagger, it's a sword today!"