Chapter 3451: Vitality Has Returned!

Xiao Churan felt her entire worldview had been overturned.

She never expected Ye Chen to not only be the young master of the Ye family in Yanjing, but that behind his origins lay such a great tragedy and conspiracy.

The Ye family of Yanjing was already one of the most prestigious families in the nation, and moreover, Ye Chen's parents were both outstanding figures among overseas and domestic Chinese circles back then, yet even people like them could not face the enemy behind them, and even had to arrange for Ye Chen to be hidden in Fuli Academy under an alias after their deaths to ensure his safety—so what kind of colossal force must lie behind his enemies?

Xiao Churan no longer had the leisure to ponder all the ways Ye Chen had deceived her over the years; she anxiously asked, "Could it be that this organization is still hunting Ye Chen to this day?"

"Exactly!" Tang Sihai nodded heavily, solemnly saying, "If they find out the young master is still alive in this world, they will surely spare no effort to hunt him down."

Xiao Churan instinctively clenched her fists, angrily saying, "Ye Chen was clearly just a child back then—what deep hatred could they possibly have against a child? He has suffered so much since childhood; why won't they let him go?"

Tang Sihai shook his head with a wry smile: "Madam Ye, many people in this world are unreasonable. For years, they have wanted the young master and his parents to vanish from this world entirely—eradicate the root, leave no trace—and that has been their unwavering persistence."

There is another reason Tang Sihai cannot tell anyone: Wu Feiyan has long suspected that the woman who died alongside Ye Changying at the hands of Chang Shengbo was not actually An Chengxi.

For all these years, she has never given up searching for Ye Chen or surveilling the An family, and even initially in New York tried to exterminate the An clan—all of it was actually to lure An Chengxi into revealing herself.

If Wu Feiyan knew Ye Chen was still alive, she would surely spare no effort to assassinate him, for she knows that as long as An Chengxi lives, the moment she finds Ye Chen and is about to slay him, An Chengxi will surely appear!

Xiao Churan then looked at Tang Sihai and asked, "Then what use does Steward Tang have in finding me? Is it to tell me these hidden truths? Or did Ye Chen send you?"

"No." Tang Sihai said solemnly: "I, Tang Sihai, dare to come today to see Madam Ye, though the young master himself is unaware. I come to ask Madam Ye for a favor—this matter may be difficult, but I still implore Madam Ye not to refuse."

Xiao Churan quickly replied: "You need not be so polite. If I can do anything for Ye Chen, no matter the cost, I am willing to bear it."

Tang Sihai adjusted his breathing, then looked into Xiao Churan's eyes and said very seriously: "Madam Ye, I hope you can temporarily disappear from the young master's world."

"Disappear?" Xiao Churan exclaimed in shock: "Why must I disappear? Even if I cannot help him take revenge, I can still support him by his side."

Tang Sihai slowly shook his head, saying very seriously: "Madam Ye, you do not know how terrifying the young master's enemy truly is. As long as you remain by his side, he can never truly let go and face his enemy freely. And once his enemy finds him, you and your family will become his burden."

Xiao Churan furrowed her brows, puzzled: "No matter how powerful these people are, can they be above the law? Could Ye Chen not report to the police? Could he not seek legal protection?"

Tang Sihai smiled and asked her: "Madam Ye, if I tell you that the young master's enemy commands tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of death warriors ready to die for her at any moment, do you think the law could protect him?"

"If I tell you these death warriors are spread across the world, hidden without flaw, ready at any moment to launch suicidal assaults against the young master and his family, do you think the law could still protect him?"

"If I tell you further that the enemy himself is a being who has lived over four hundred years, possesses heaven-shaking magic, and is ruthless and cruel—do you still think the law could protect him?"

Xiao Churan stared in disbelief, blurting out: "This… this is impossible! This is the real world, not myth or legend—how could anyone truly live four hundred years and possess heavenly magic?"

After speaking, she realized something, her expression suddenly turned cold, and she said seriously: "If Steward Tang thinks I am unworthy of Ye Chen, or if Ye Chen thinks I am unworthy of him, he can just tell me directly. As long as he speaks the truth, I, Xiao Churan, can at any time leave with nothing but the clothes on my back, no dragging out—but you use such an excuse to deceive me. Don't you find this ridiculous?"

Tang Sihai gave a wry smile: "You are Madam Ye, the lawful wife of our young master. For so many years, he has endured humiliation in your household, and it was all for you! Otherwise, even if the Ye family gave him no help, given his nature, working on a construction site carrying bricks, even if he ate and slept there daily, he would surely have no complaints and would even find joy in it—how could he possibly resent being pointed at by thousands in the Xiao family? So how could he think you are unworthy of him?"

Xiao Churan knew he had a point, her emotions eased slightly, and she asked again: "Then what is the purpose of you fabricating these excuses?"

Tang Sihai sighed, as if suddenly aged several years, and lamented: "Madam Ye, this world is inherently multifaceted. The world you live in is merely one facet, so you do not know the young master's true identity. Even if you knew it, that would only be two facets of this world. There is a third face to this world, and beneath it, some people can live for hundreds of years without aging, possessing heavenly abilities far beyond ordinary humans—just like the Eastern or Western mythological stories you've seen, where many things are not merely ancient fantasies."

Xiao Churan gaped, unable to decide whether to believe him or not.

From a rational standpoint, Tang Sihai's words were baseless and utterly unbelievable, yet from an emotional perspective, when he spoke those words, she detected not a trace of falsehood—only utter sincerity.

Seeing she still doubted, Tang Sihai turned to the monk beside him and said: "Master Jingqing, you happen to dwell in this world's third facet—please, let Madam Ye catch a glimpse of it."

Jingqing nodded, pressed his palms together, and said to Xiao Churan: "Amitabha, since the benefactor does not believe, I dare to let the benefactor see what cultivation truly is."

Having spoken, he gazed toward the temple, at the flower bundles offered by pilgrims a few days prior.

Those flower bundles were greenhouse blooms cultivated in the great greenhouse; in the cold winter, they could not be preserved long—after just a day or two, they had already faded and withered, devoid of vitality.

He stepped forward, gently lifted the bouquet, then came before Xiao Churan, offered it to her, and asked: "Benefactor, do these flowers still possess vitality?"

Xiao Churan shook her head blankly: "They have already dried to this state—how could they still have vitality?"

After speaking, she sighed with regret: "Such freshly cut flowers, if placed in warmth, might last a few more days in water, but placed directly in the Buddha hall, so cold, they certainly will not regain any vitality."

Jingqing nodded: "Amitabha, the benefactor's eyes hold compassion, treating all flowers and grasses thus—this is great love."

After speaking, he gathered the little spiritual energy within his body to his fingertips, lightly touched Xiao Churan's flower bouquet, and said solemnly: "Benefactor, please observe—vitality has returned!"