Chapter 736: Yun Xin

Yun Batian knows that Yun Lu will no longer believe his words.

After all, he had tacitly approved the rumor that the couple Yun Haotian were slain back then, which led almost everyone to think he acted because they criticized the Yun Ling.

He also has no intention of explaining anything, since he had promised Yun Haotian.

Ye Qingran kept watching Yun Batian's reaction, and from his expression she roughly guessed that there must be some hidden circumstances.

A sharp glint flashed in her eyes as she said, "Yun Lu, if I'm not mistaken, Wu Xin of the Spirit Chaser Wing is your grandson Yun Xin, right?"

Yun Lu's eyes suddenly flashed with panic, and he glared at Ye Qingran, "What are you trying to do?"

Ye Qingran shrugged and did not answer the question directly, "That day on the road, Wu Xin was chased by the Cloud Sea, that was also your design, wasn't it?"

Yun Lu, after a brief stunned pause, sneered, "So what if it is? So what if it isn't? Anyway, I'm a man destined to die; what is there left to fear?"

"You smash the pot and give up this old life; what about Yun Xin? You said if he dies before you, the white-haired sends the black-haired—what then?"

"Impossible! I've already let him go; as long as he reaches the territory of the Bai Mansion, Yunfu can never catch him!"

"So that's how it is!"

Ye Qingran's peripheral glance swept a spot in the crowd, "It seems I can only kill you; as for Yun Xin, there will be plenty of time later, right?"

As soon as the words fell, a harsh shout rang out from the crowd: "Let him go!"

Eyes turned in surprise toward the speaker.

It was a young man, of very ordinary looks, yet unfamiliar.

Who is he?

However, Yun Lu quickly gave them an answer: "Xin'er, why are you here? Weren't you told to leave Yunfu?"

Yun Lu was now completely panicked.

Earlier, he had his grandson Yun Xin impersonate Ye Qingran to deliver a letter to Yun Zhongyue, and knowing the ruse would eventually be exposed, he prepared in advance and arranged for Yun Xin to leave Yunfu.

After all, his wife—Yun Xin's grandmother—was a person of the Bai Mansion, and there were people there to look after him.

Moreover, once he went to the Bai Mansion, the people of Yunfu would no longer have the ability to pursue Yun Xin.

"Grandfather!" Yun Xin wiped away the effect of the disguise pill, restoring his true appearance—a handsome young man.

"Xin'er, why aren't you listening?!" Yun Lu felt his liver and gall burst.

Yun Xin is his only grandson!

He has already lost his son; if he loses his grandson as well...

"No..."

"Grandfather, let us die together! If I live alone, bearing the Yun Tribe bloodline, wherever I go I feel disgusted; what meaning does life have?"

The hatred in Yun Xin's eyes is not as shallow as Yun Lu's.

This Yun Tribe youth has spent the past twenty‑plus years living in bone‑gnawing hatred.

Yun Lu, however, could not accept it.

"Yun Batian, one person acts, one person bears the responsibility; all these deeds were done by me. Whatever you have, charge at me; he is innocent! Release him—kill him or dismember him, as you wish!"

Yun Lu knew that from the moment he slipped, the outcome was already sealed.

He could never kill Yun Batian, never ever.

His hatred reached the extreme, hating Yun Batian's madness and hating his own helplessness.

At this moment his only wish is not to kill Yun Batian, but to preserve his grandson's life.

"Since you are both sinners and traitors, given your positions, you should both be sent to Zhan Yuntai together."

Ye Qingran whispered softly.

Yun Lu did not know that this Daughter of the Yun Ling, the lady master of the Summit of the Deer Hunt, could be so ruthless.

Even in utter despair, he still wanted to fight for a sliver of hope for his grandson.

"Yun Batian, back then you promised my son Haotian not to kill his child; now are you planning to break your word and profit?"

Ye Qingran sneered, "Yun Haotian told you those things back then, but never told you why he brought about a death‑bringing disaster?"

Yun Lu was startled.

Ye Qingran continued, "What you know are all rumors; if the truth truly matches the rumors, why did Yun Haotian dare not tell you the truth, or is it that the truth is simply unspeakable?"

Ye Qingran's tone grew sharper, each word a pearl.

Yun Lu's pupils trembled, and he drifted into a daze.

Ye Qingran pointed at Yun Batian, "Yun Lu, you say he is ruthless merely because your son slandered my mother behind my back and sent them to Zhan Yuntai—do you have evidence?"

"Evidence?"

Yun Lu clenched his teeth, his attitude no longer as forceful as before, "What evidence is needed?!"

"Everything requires evidence, right? Only a brain‑dead person would just echo others."

Yun Lu was speechless; indeed he had no evidence, but he believed the matter needed none. Yun Batian is a demon, known to all!

"And you, what is the truth that you cannot reveal? Or did you promise someone to keep it secret?"

Yun Batian looked at Ye Qingran in surprise, evidently taken aback by her words.

Seeing his reaction, Ye Qingran knew she had guessed correctly, and continued, "Have you ever considered that, perhaps for Yun Haotian's family, the truth is what they most desire?"

Yun Batian's eyes darkened, he began to ponder, and soon asked, "How old is your grandson?"

Yun Lu hadn't expected Yun Batian to ask that suddenly; after a moment he replied, "Twenty‑one."

"He's already over twenty," Yun Batian suddenly remarked.

"I once promised your son Yun Haotian that before his child came of age, I would keep that secret for him."

Yun Batian said softly, suddenly sighing that time flows like water.

"What do you mean?"

Yun Lu's heart suddenly quivered, a foreboding premonition rising within him.