Y/n woke up in Arslan's bed, he stretched out and felt his joints pop. He then got up and changed into the spare civilian clothes he carried around, he then felt a pair of arms wrap around him from behind. He smiled.

Y/n: "Morning Lion"

Arslan: "Slept well?"

Y/n: "Yeah"

Y/n kissed Arslan's forehead.

Arslan: "I just wanna know, how did you get all that? The costume and weapons are pretty expensive all together"

Y/n: "Oh I didn't pay for it, a certain Dragon helped me on that part"

Arslan laughed.

Arslan: "So Bruce helped you get into character?"

Y/n: "Yep"

Y/n the winced at the pain of his leg, Arslan caught him before he could feel more pain.

Arslan: "We need to get your leg checked out"

Y/n: "Yeah..."

The two drove to the nearby hospital to check on the leg, the injury wasn't severe but Y/n would have to walk with the aid of a cane or crutches. Arslan helped Y/n out of the hospital.

Y/n: "I should head back home...Raphtalia is probably worried sick"

Arslan: "I'll drive you there if you want"

Y/n: "Nah, I'll take a "bus" home"

Y/n then got a call, it was a call from Bruce. Y/n looked puzzled, nothing was going on and he was pretty sure he was back in America. Y/n answered the call.

Y/n: "Bruce? What is it?"

Bruce: "It's Ip Sifu..."

Y/n: "What about him?"

Bruce: "...he died from throat cancer Li"

Y/n face fell from confusion to shock and sadness, the phone fell from his hands as countless amounts of tears fell from his eyes, Arslan looked at Y/n.

Arslan: "Babe? What's wrong?"

Y/n started to cry uncontrollably, Arslan didn't hesitate to catch him into a hug. Y/n's face was buried into Arslan's shoulder as both held each other tight.

Y/n: "Baba!...Baba!"

-timeskip-

Y/n entered the building where Ip Man's funeral was being held, Y/n wore traditional robes as he knelt down and placed incense in front of Ip Man'a picture.

Y/n: "W-Why didn't you tell me, why..."

???: "He didn't want to break your heart too brother"

Ip Ching and Ip Chun the two sons of Ip Man entered the building. The two put their hands on their step brother's shoulder.

Ip Chun: "He was always so proud of you Chen, he loved you just as much as he loved us"

Ip Ching: "He wanted to spare you from knowing the truth, because he didn't want to spend the last days with you when you are sorrowful"

Y/n stayed silent as Y/n prayed for Ip Man to have a safe passage to the afterlife.

(A/n: "I do not know how a funeral works in China, I do not know Chinese culture well so please forgive me if I got anything incorrect)

Y/n came out of the building with his face full of tears, he then saw the other masters that Ip Man associated with in the past.

Lau Sifu

Jin Shan Zhao

Wan Sifu and Wan Yonah

And even Cheung Tin Chi and Sarut

Y/n bowed to the visitors.

Y/n: "Thank you all for coming...I would've told you all of the funeral but..."

Jin put a hand on his shoulder.

Jin: "No need kid...I'm sorry about your loss"

Cheung Tin Chi: "Your father was a great martial artist and a greater man"

Wan: "The harder part comes in the future Li"

Y/n: "I know...I feel like I've let him down though..."

Yonah: "Why do you say that? Uncle Ip was always talking about you saying how proud he was..."

Y/n felt a few tears fall from his eyes, he wiped them away as he answered Yonah's question.

Y/n: "Because I wasn't there for him when I should have..."

Sarut walked up to Y/n, he put a hand on his shoulder.

Sarut: "Kid, there is no way that you failed your father. Your father would always tell us how great of a son and martial artist you are, so don't doubt yourself kid..."

Y/n: "...I need some time for myself"

Y/n walked passed the others, he felt horrible. By the fact that he never came to the proper funeral for his father, let alone not being able to say his final goodbyes to him killed Y/n's core. he knew it was going to be a long way until he can fully recover from his father's death but he wasn't sure he can survive anymore for a long long time.