Chapter 748: Is This a Compliment to Him?

However, unexpectedly, Ye Qingran slowly nodded and gave him a thumbs‑up.

Now it was Yun Batian's turn to be confused.

Is this praising him?

Yun Batian asked Ye Qingran with his eyes and received her affirmative reply.

Yun Batian smiled.

If he had known it would be like this, he wouldn't have pretended!

Qin Zheng blinked in astonishment, having never expected Yun Batian to react that way.

Before, after she said that, Yun Batian would always obey her; this time he actually swore?

"Grandpa Yun, what do you mean by that?"

Yun Batian gave her a sidelong glance, snorted coldly, "You keep saying your grandfather owes me a life‑saving debt, but be specific—how did he save me, and when?"

Qin Zheng was left dumbfounded by the question.

How could she know any of that?

She only knew that her grandfather had once saved Yun Batian, and that was all.

"Can't say it?" Yun Batian's face showed a cold sneer, "You know nothing, just spouting nonsense!"

Qin Zheng's whole body went rigid.

Yun Batian actually said that about her?

"Back then, your grandfather only helped me block an attack from a Spirit Beast, getting seriously wounded. If it hadn't been him, I would have been the one injured. Even if he hadn't blocked it, I'd at most be hurt, not die. Do you understand?"

The crowd gasped.

They had all thought the Qin Clan's Clan Leader owed a life‑saving debt to their Yun Tribe's Clan Leader, but the truth was otherwise!

Qin Zheng's face, a sickly purple‑blue, even showed pallor.

If Yun Batian's words were true, then he didn't owe her grandfather any life‑saving debt at all!

"This—this can't be!" Qin Zheng couldn't believe it was true.

"Why not? Is it you who knows, or me?"

Yun Batian replied irritably.

He had actually wanted to say those words for a long time, but when he thought of Qin Zheng as an old friend—his relationship with that friend had always been good, and feeling sympathy for his departed friend—he felt more compassion and tolerance toward Qin Zheng.

"Moreover, even if your grandfather owes me a life‑saving debt, what does that have to do with you? He's him, you're you; you can't rely on him to stay alive your whole life, can you?"

"Also, before your grandfather passed, he only asked me to look after you a bit, not to abandon the Yun Tribe and stay with me every day, nor to act like you're constantly taking medicine, running amok in my Yunzhong City. Do you get it?"

Yun Batian's words were each like a pearl, every syllable landing like a slap.

Qin Zheng felt utterly ashamed.

"Granddaughter, could you spare this time in honor of your great‑grandfather?"

Yun Batian's tone dropped sharply, and the people of the Yun Tribe once again witnessed the lightning‑fast mood swing of their Clan Leader.

"Since you've said that, how could I refuse the favor? Wouldn't that be ungracious?" Ye Qingran smiled.

Yun Batian chuckled, but when he looked at Qin Zheng, he became extremely serious, "This is the last time. Hurry and pack your things to return to the Qin Clan; if there is another occasion, don't come back!"

Qin Zheng: "I..." She refuses!

If she left like that, how would the Yun Tribe mock her? How would the Qin Clan view her?

"You may stay if you wish."

Qin Zheng's eyes lit up; she realized Grandpa Yun cared about her.

However, Yun Batian's next words shattered her hope.

"If you don't leave, I'll have someone throw you out!"

In the end, Qin Zheng reluctantly went back to pack her things.

"What are you still hanging around for? All idle?"

The crowd made bird‑like gestures as they left, chattering all the way.

"Indeed, blood relations are different!"

The onlookers sighed with emotion.

"It seems Ye Qingran's standing in the Yun Tribe will be quite high from now on!"

"Aunt Yun Ling, I'm afraid we'll all feel inferior!"

After the crowd had mostly dispersed, Yun Batian gave a shy smile, looked at Ye Qingran, and said, "Granddaughter, don't take it to heart, Qin Zheng will be leaving soon."

"Am I really this petty?"

Yun Batian flatly denied.

"Great‑grandfather, you're a clever person!"

Yun Batian looked at the two glutinous‑rice dumplings and felt a mix of laughter and tears.

Praised by the great‑grandson.

They asked with a laugh, "Why do you say that?"

He asked with a grin, "Why do you say that?"

"Because if that wicked woman also called you 'grandpa', you'd lose your mother, this granddaughter."

Yun Batian felt a sudden dread.

Fortunately, he had driven Qin Zheng away; otherwise, if the granddaughter didn't acknowledge him, who would he cry to?

"Not only that! There's also us!"

Yun Batian couldn't help but squat down, hugging the two soft, cute glutinous rice dumplings, laughing heartily, "That won't do; if you don't want Grandpa Zeng anymore, I'd die crying!"

Yun Batian couldn't help but squat down, hug the two cute glutinous‑rice dumplings, and laughed, "That won't do; if you stopped caring about great‑grandfather, I'd die of sorrow!"

【61】 "Then you better treat mother better in the future!"

"Good, good, good!"

Yun Batian nodded repeatedly.

His granddaughter—if he doesn't treat her well, who will treat her well?

"Where is the Emperor Sovereign?"

Yun Batian suddenly realized he seemed not to have seen Fu Hanxiu.

"Heh," Ye Qingran shrugged, "he left."

Left?

"Return to the Summit of Contending for the Deer?"

"Hmm."

Ye Qingran's gaze flickered.

Looks like her future mother-in-law is a tough character—hard to deal with!

Yun Batian didn't ask further.

Qin Zheng returned to her residence, reluctantly packed her things, swore as she left the door, preparing to leave the Yun Tribe—but as soon as she stepped out, she bumped into a familiar figure.

"Is it you?"

All that could be seen was that the person blocking Qin Zheng's path was none other than Yun Lan.

Yun Lan wore a strange smile on her face, indescribable.

"Qin Zheng's niece, where are you going?"

Qin Zheng replied angrily: "Where else could I go? Naturally, back to the Qin Clan!"

"You're giving up so easily? That's not your style."

Qin Zheng certainly didn't want to just give up like that, but her abilities were limited—"What can I do?"

"As long as you want, I can help you change your surname to Yun."

Qin Zheng felt a flicker of hesitation, then showed contempt: "You can barely protect yourself—how could you help me?"

A dark hue flashed in Yun Lan's eyes, while the curve of her lips deepened.

"Of course..."

Yun Lan's eyes suddenly turned completely white, a mysterious pattern appearing within them; Qin Zheng gazed into those eyes, feeling a wave of dizziness, and soon fainted...

The setting sun sank in the west, rosy clouds filled the sky.

Boom—

On a certain mountain peak in Inner City, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded.

Immediately, a figure flew out from a building and landed on the highest point of the central floating island.

"Hahaha, it must be Qing'er leaving seclusion!"

That person was Yun Ba Hai, his voice infused with Mysterious Force, transmitting to every corner of Inner City.

The people of Yun Tribe's Inner City all heard it; many rushed over, looking at that mountain peak, their faces showing surprise.

"Who is Yun Qing?"

On Hundred Flowers Island, Ye Qingran leisurely watered the flowers; upon hearing Yun Ba Hai's voice, she curiously asked.

Han Xing and Leng Yue, together, uniformly looked toward Fu San.

Fu San pondered for a moment, then said: "Yun Qing is Yun Ba Hai's granddaughter, said to be the top genius of the Yun Tribe, under thirty, with no peer among her peers in the Yun Tribe."