Guangjiang Pass, Yang Residence.
Yang Jian stared at Qin Hong in shock. Yang Chan also poked her little head out from behind Yang Jian's waist, secretly peeking at Qin Hong with wide eyes.
No matter how steady Yang Jian's temperament was, after suffering the destruction of his family, he had become incredibly resilient.
Yet the scene before him still left him unable to believe it.
The Young Sect Master of the Interception Sect, where ten thousand immortals paid homage—the son of a Saint—had actually appeared before an insignificant nobody like him. This was simply...
After standing there blankly for a while, Yang Jian asked hesitantly:
"Y-you... are you really Saint Tongtian's son?"
"Pangu's True Lineage, the only direct descendant of the Three Pure Ones?"
Qin Hong was not surprised by Yang Jian's reaction.
"That's right!"
"My old man is Tongtian... I don't think anyone in this world would dare impersonate me!"
Qin Hong could call Sect Master Tongtian an old man, but how could Yang Jian dare? He hurriedly nodded like a pecking chick.
"Y-yes... yes, yes, yes!"
Impersonating a Saint's son? Unless one had no intention of living in this life, the next life, or the life after that.
Body and soul would be obliterated. How could a Saint's reputation be casually profaned by others?
After coming back to his senses, Yang Jian looked at Qin Hong and respectfully bowed.
"May I ask why the Young Sect Master has come to see Yang Jian? Is there anything Yang Jian can do for you?"
Qin Hong paid no mind to Yang Jian's bow or question. Instead, he walked straight up to him and reached out, directly pulling Yang Chan out from behind him.
Yang Jian's gaze tightened at Qin Hong's action. Though he wanted to do something, once he considered Qin Hong's identity, he could only let it go.
Yet after Qin Hong pulled Yang Chan out, she was not shy around strangers at all. She looked innocently at him without struggling.
They were of similar age and both children. Yang Chan did not reject Qin Hong; rather, she liked him somewhat.
It was no wonder. Ever since Yang Chan was born, she and Yang Jian had depended on each other for survival. It rained every day at Guangjiang Pass, and Yang Chan had barely ever left the Yang Residence. Now that she had met Qin Hong, someone her own age, she naturally felt a little closer to him.
Seeing that Yang Chan had no intention of letting go, Qin Hong did not intend to release her hand either.
He looked at Yang Jian.
"No, calling me Young Sect Master makes us sound too distant!"
"It's just a title. You're a few years older than me, so I'll call you Second Brother Yang. Isn't that much better?"
"As for Second Brother's little sister, I'll acknowledge her as my own little sister too!"
"Second Brother Yang, what do you think?"
Qin Hong was already small, and his tone was kind without the slightest hint of putting on airs. His big eyes were full of sincerity, warming Yang Jian's heart.
"This... wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Qin Hong's suggestion was excellent, and Yang Jian was happy as well, but the gap in their status was simply too...
Yang Jian worried that he would disgrace Qin Hong. After all, for a Saint's son to call an outcast like him brother, that was just too...
"Hey, I'm not worried, so what are you worried about, Second Brother? Besides, I sincerely want to acknowledge you as my brother and her as my sister."
"If that won't do, why not ask Little Sister what she thinks?"
Qin Hong smiled at Yang Chan.
"Little Sister, would you be willing to acknowledge me as your brother? As long as you're willing, I'll give you whatever you want. There's nothing in the primordial world that we can't get!"
"And would you like it if it stopped raining here? Would you like Second Brother to live a better life?"
As he spoke, Qin Hong forcibly squeezed out two tears.
"Big Brother had it very hard when he was little. The moment I was born, I was sealed away. I spent several million years alone in that pitch-black seal, all by myself."
"Now that I've finally met you and Second Brother Yang, would you be willing to be my little sister?"
As he spoke, Qin Hong even pretended to wipe away his tears.
Though Qin Hong was small, he was patiently coaxing Yang Chan along. He looked exactly like a human trafficker!
Yang Jian was startled by Qin Hong's words and had just been about to say something when Yang Chan answered in her childish voice:
"Okay!"
Yang Chan turned to Yang Jian. "Second Brother, Brother Hong'er has suffered so much. He's even more pitiful than us. Chan'er hopes Second Brother can protect me and Brother Hong'er!"
Hearing Yang Chan's words, Yang Jian could only nod helplessly. "All right. I'll definitely protect you and Second Brother!"
Seeing that Yang Jian had agreed, Yang Chan turned back to Qin Hong. "That's wonderful! Chan'er will have two brothers from now on!"
"Ahem, Little Sister Chan'er, to distinguish me from Second Brother, you can call me Little Brother from now on!"
As he spoke, two blushes strangely rose on Qin Hong's face.
Yang Chan hurriedly asked:
"Little Brother? Why does Chan'er have to call you Little Brother? But Chan'er likes it!"
Seeing how careless Yang Chan was, Qin Hong grumbled inwardly.
Why was this little girl so easy to trick?
No wonder Liu Yanchang had gotten so lucky. But now that I'm here, I definitely won't let that Liu Yanchang take advantage of her!
Still, thinking about it carefully... why did this feel like being a thief?
Yang Chan was still so young...
Uh, I'm not that old either, right? What was this called? Mm, this was a childhood betrothal I arranged for myself.
That's right, exactly!
"Chan'er, go play in the inner room first. Second Brother and I have something to discuss, all right?" Qin Hong took out a red silk ribbon and handed it to Yang Chan.
"Okay! Chan'er has never seen anything this pretty before!" Yang Chan took Qin Hong's ribbon and happily waved it around, the smile on her little face especially captivating.
Seeing Yang Chan like this, Yang Jian felt happy as well. Chan'er was sensible and never complained, keeping all her bitterness bottled up inside. How long had it been since such a genuine smile had appeared on her face?
As he thought about it, Yang Jian's eyes blurred with sand and wind.
He rubbed his eyes. When he opened them again, Yang Chan had already gone into the room, leaving only Qin Hong at the doorway.
Looking at Qin Hong, who was only a tiny bit taller than Yang Chan, Yang Jian felt dazed. He still could not believe that he had become sworn brothers with a Saint's son.
This was simply too...
For some reason, Yang Jian had a feeling that Qin Hong's reason for making Chan'er call him Little Brother was perhaps not entirely pure...
Qin Hong had no idea what Yang Jian was thinking. But even if he knew, with Qin Hong's thick skin, he would definitely admit it on the spot.
What was wrong with a child bride? I'm Qin Hong. I want one!
"Second Brother Yang, sit. Chan'er has already gone to play in the inner room!"
Qin Hong and Yang Jian sat together on the doorstep.
"Second Brother Yang, it rains heavily every day at Guangjiang Pass. Floodwaters rage, devastating the living beings of the region. Second Brother Yang, you know the reason behind this, don't you?"
"Mm." Yang Jian nodded, his expression dark and unreadable as he looked at the torrential rain still falling outside.
"Then what do you intend to do, Second Brother Yang?" Qin Hong asked.
"This..."
Yang Jian's face filled with helplessness. Though countless thoughts and ideas filled his heart, after all these years, Yang Jian's spirit had been nearly worn down.
Regarding that lofty Heavenly Emperor, Yang Jian thought at every moment of avenging his father, mother, and elder brother Yang Jiao.
But his heart was willing while his strength was lacking!
Seek revenge against the Heavenly Emperor? That was simply wishful thinking. It was far too difficult!
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