Chapter 92: The Little Master Has Arrived!

Xiao Hu climbed onto the stone bench, sat beside Fu Qianchen, imitating him propping his head, and gazed at the distant Milky Way under the indigo‑purple starry sky.

"You say that, I also kind of miss Tiger Demon King Aunt and Niu Mo Wang Da Shu." The brilliant stars reflected in his eyes, his gaze seemed to pierce the endless void, returning to Mo Yuan.

I wonder what they are doing at this very moment.

It seemed he recalled some amusing incident that happened in Mo Yuan, and Mo Xiaohu suddenly curled his lips into a smile.

A smiling face, pure and innocent.

Though he is small, he understands many truths. Orphaned, he was cared for by the many Great Demon Little Demons of Mo Yuan, which made him the Mo Xiaohu he is today.

Especially Tiger Demon King Aunt and Niu Mo Wang Da Shu!

"But I still prefer staying by my beautiful mother's side; I think they'll understand me. When the chance comes, I'll bring Mother back to Mo Yuan, let her see where I grew up. That place is also my hometown."

Fu Qianchen has always thought himself rather pitiful.

But compared with Mo Xiaohu, he seems much luckier.

"Xiao Hu, if you go to Mo Yuan next time, could you bring me along?"

Mo Xiaohu replied without hesitation: "Of course you can. You're so good‑looking, they'll definitely love you. Of course, the one who loves you most is still me!"

Fu Qianchen ignored his boastful remark!

"As a trade, next time you go home, I want to go together!"

"No problem!"

Fu Qianchen could hardly ask for more.

On the cold, icy summit of the chase, with Xiao Hu by his side, he no longer felt so lonely.

Two little children under the moonlit night exchanged smiles; their grins were pure and flawless, and in each other's eyes reflected the brilliant starlight.

Fu San quietly wiped the corner of his eye.

Fu Hanxiu's hawk‑like gaze fixed on his son's pure smile; his eyes involuntarily softened, and a pang of guilt rose in his heart.

Over the years, he and Fu Qianchen have always been apart more than together.

Even the brief moments together were spent while he taught Fu Qianchen various skills.

Rather than calling them father and son, they are more like master and disciple.

For this, he feels guilty.

In his memory, Fu Qianchen rarely smiled like this; the few times were in dreams, muttering words like "dad, mother."

He knows he has always longed to see his birth mother, to have a complete family; whenever he gets a chance, he asks: "Why do other children have mothers? Where is my mother? Father Lord, where is my mother?"

Even though he is the Western Extremity Emperor, capable of a single thought to cut through ten thousand realms, he cannot answer his son's question.

Fu Hanxiu clenched the hand he had placed behind his back into a fist, betraying his heavy thoughts.

"Your Majesty, now that we have found the Little Master, shall we bring him back to Western Extremity?"

Fu San asked subconsciously. This seems to have been the routine for many years. His question was merely a routine matter.

Fu San had not expected any other answer, but received a surprising reply.

"No. Let him stay as he is; for now, don't let him know we've already uncovered his secret."

Fu Hanxiu gently shook his head, his gaze deeply fixed on Fu Qianchen; after he returned to his room, he glanced at Ye Qingran's room before drifting away.

The wind passed without a trace, as if no one had ever come.

Furong Yuan

Zhao Shi and Ye Sisi cracked sunflower seeds while chatting merrily, clearly in good spirits.

Ye Huanhuan entered the room, a dignified smile on her face, sat beside Zhao Shi and asked, "Mother, did you call me for something?"

Zhao Shi wiped her hand with a handkerchief, looked at Ye Huanhuan, and smiled, "Huanhuan, may I ask you, were you the one who spread the rumor that Ye Qingran has a child?"

Ye Huanhuan nodded, openly admitting, "It was me."

She hired many people to spread the news that Ye Qingran has a child, embellishing the child's origin in an unsightly way.

Zhao Shi clasped Ye Huanhuan's hand, gave a gentle pat, and laughed, "Well done. I've heard that everyone now knows about this; in teahouses and taverns, after meals, people are discussing it, speculating whose child Ye Qingran's is."

"It could only be whose? Just a wild offspring of a rustic villager!" Ye Sisi cracked a seed, interjecting disdainfully.

Ye Huanhuan curled the corner of her lips.

She intends to let the whole Xiliang know about Ye Qingran's Unmarried Child.

Although the people of Donglin are fierce, an Unmarried Child is still unacceptable. Once this spreads, Ye Qingran will be condemned by countless people!

By then, not even the National Master, let alone ordinary folk, will dare approach her!

Zhao Shi murmured, "However, although everyone repeats what others say, the old saying goes: Hearing is Void, Seeing is Reality."

Ye Huanhuan raised an eyebrow, looking at Zhao Shi in surprise, "Mother, what do you mean?"

Zhao Shi pointed her chin at Ye Sisi and said, "Sisi has arranged a duel with Ye Qingran on the first day of the fifth month at Xuanwu Platform."

"What?"

Ye Huanhuan was also startled. Thinking of Ye Qingran injuring Mu Qingrou and Dongfang Xuan, she felt something was amiss.

"Sister, rest assured. Do you know why Ye Qingran could injure Seventh Prince and Mu Qingrou? First, she possesses a mysterious artifact; second, she has been taking a pill called Tiger King Pill to boost her strength! However, I have bought up the Tiger King Pill, so Ye Qingran no longer has its enhancement! Moreover, I have already been promoted to Xuan Wang, and when the time comes, defeating Ye Qingran will be as easy as flipping a hand."

Actually, when Tiger King Pill is mentioned, Zhao Shi feels reluctant. Thinking of spending four million on that thing makes her cringe. Yet her daughter's strength truly improved, so she lets it go.

Ye Huanhuan was again shocked.

Hearing Ye Sisi say that, she no longer continued to oppose the matter.

"Sister, just wait and see. I will definitely on Xuanwu Platform give Ye Qingran a good beating, make her deeply realize that she is nothing but a worthless waste!"

Ye Sisi squinted, slowly clenching her five fingers, as if gripping the throat of Ye Qingran's fate in her hand.

Ye Huanhuan nodded, feeling eager inside.

"But, what does your duel with Ye Qingran have to do with her having a child?"

Zhao Shi twisted her lips into a cold sneer, her face grim: "I will have someone, on that day, seize her child, and after the duel ends, let everyone have a good look at that Wild Offspring! Then, with irrefutable evidence, Ye Qingran will have no way to deny it!"

Zhao Shi slowly curled her lips, her eyes as if poisoned.

"At that time, I will again seize this opportunity to find a man for Ye Qingran and drive her out of the Ye Residence!"

Ye Huanhuan's eyes lit up.

One arrow, two eagles!

"Mother, the man you find for her must be chosen carefully!"

Zhao Shi's face full of ferocity: "Rest assured, Ye Qingran, this lowly, dirty sort, is only fit for a man equally lowly and dirty!"

"Good!" Ye Sisi nodded satisfactorily.

"However, Mother, Ye Qingran is after all the Dingyuan General's daughter; if the man she marries is too lowly and dirty, you might invite gossip."

Zhao Shi froze.

"Huanhuan, what do you mean?"

"Mother, perhaps you could beforehand establish an image of yourself as someone who understands the greater good, kind and benevolent..."

Zhao Shi's eyeballs rolled, then she nodded repeatedly, looking at Ye Huanhuan's eyes full of admiration.

The Dingyuan General's daughter, Ye Qingran, the matter of her having a child out of wedlock, has spread far and wide, everyone knows.

Xiliang City, a wine house.

"The Dingyuan General's daughter is indeed fierce; she hasn't even married, yet her child is said to be four or five years old!"

"Tsk tsk, I never expected that the Dingyuan General, such an outstanding person, would give birth to a daughter so wanton and unrestrained!"

"Exactly, truly you can know a person's face but not their heart!"

……

Several men sat together, sipping light drinks, nibbling small dishes, discussing the current hot topic.

At that moment, a woman suddenly strode over, fiercely slamming the table before them, making the bowls and dishes jump up with a clattering sound.

"What are you wildly saying here!"

This voice was sharp and filled with anger.

Several people were stunned, as if frightened by this sudden unexpected event.

Not only them, but many nearby diners were also drawn attention by the sudden table-slamming and shouting.