Confession

The knocking continued for a while.

Because he had to wash dishes, Moyu chose to ignore it.

And Cheadle naturally wouldn't take the liberty of opening the door; she just sat on the stone chair, silently watching the gate that was shaking slightly from the knocking.

The knocking lasted about ten seconds or so, then fell silent without any shouting to open up.

It seemed the knocker had given up.

Cheadle listened closely, catching the faint sound of footsteps fading into the distance, and after a moment withdrew her gaze.

A few minutes later.

Moyu finished cleaning and walked out of the kitchen.

Cheadle looked at Moyu and reminded him at the right moment: "The person who was knocking just now left something at the door."

"Mm."

Hearing Cheadle's reminder, Moyu wasn't surprised; he just nodded at her and then walked straight to the gate.

He lifted the bolt and opened the door.

Then he saw piles of bags stacked on the threshold, mostly daily necessities and food.

The only person Moyu could think of who would knock at this time and leave so many things was Monica.

"Really no need."

Moyu muttered to himself, then carried the bags full of stuff into the Temple.

Cheadle sat upright on the stone chair, watching Moyu with a teasing look as he walked into the courtyard.

When the knocking had sounded, she hadn't gone out, but she clearly had a rough idea of what was happening outside.

Moyu pretended not to notice Cheadle's gaze and carried the big and small bags into the kitchen.

After that trivial interlude—

Moyu found some excuse to go back to his room and start training.

Cheadle was a bit disappointed; she wanted to keep chatting with Moyu, but she didn't press him.

Over the next two days, aside from preparing three meals a day to host Cheadle, Moyu spent all his free time on training.

On the fourth day of Cheadle's stay at the Temple, Hawk, who had been away for half a month, finally returned.

What surprised Moyu was—

Hawk didn't come back alone; with him was a man as thin as a bamboo pole.

But compared to the Bamboo Pole Man Hawk brought back, something else caught Moyu even more off guard.

"Hawk, you?"

He looked with slight astonishment at the steady flow of "aura" on Hawk's body.

Not the state of letting the "aura" naturally leak out like half a month ago, but maintaining a "Ten" that seemed quite practiced.

Disguise...

In an instant, Moyu reached a conclusion and silently watched Hawk.

Facing his son's gaze, which seemed to carry a hint of reproach, Hawk didn't know where to put his hands, rubbing his bald head one moment and scratching his shoulder the next, looking distinctly uncomfortable.

Moyu said nothing, just quietly stared at Hawk.

Cheadle and the Bamboo Pole Man merely observed from the side in silence.

"Moyu."

Hawk couldn't take it anymore, lowering his head slightly, rubbing his bald head with his palm as he spoke weakly: "This... it's pretty complicated to explain, yeah, I'll explain it to you, but you need to prepare yourself mentally."

"Mm, it's fine, you can take your time."

As Moyu spoke, he glanced at Cheadle from the corner of his eye.

Now that he knew Hawk was actually a Nen user, and hearing Hawk's words about "preparing yourself mentally," Moyu immediately re-evaluated the motive behind Cheadle's long-distance visit, and then inexplicably thought of—

The day he awakened Nen, the resentment filled with extreme malice that he had taken for a nightmare.

That night, he was struck hard by that resentment, but when he woke up in bed the next day, his body was perfectly fine.

Because of that, he had assumed the resentment was just a nightmare from overwork, and when he saw Hawk as an "ordinary person," he automatically ruled out the possibility that his body had actually been healed by "Nen."

And now, Hawk turned out to be a Nen user...

Moyu didn't keep speculating; he waited for Hawk's explanation.

Hawk glanced at Cheadle beside him, and she gave a slight nod.

If Moyu could live out his life as an "ordinary person" under the seal of "God Script,"

Then there would be no need to worry about the Price of that "Post-Mortem Entity" transferring to Moyu, and they could hope for him to live an ordinary and safe life.

Under that premise, from Hawk's perspective, he would never let Moyu come into contact with anything related to "Nen."

But the situation was different now—

Moyu's autonomous awakening of Nen under the suppression of "God Script" was already an unexpected situation.

But considering that Moyu knew nothing about "Nen knowledge," Hawk was certainly anxious, but he didn't lose his composure.

After all, without the support of "Nen knowledge," a Nen user who had autonomously awakened "Nen" would have extremely limited growth in the short term.

That judgment wasn't wrong.

The problem was that Moyu's displayed growth rate broke the norm.

To sum it up—

When constant blocking failed to achieve the desired effect, Hawk had no choice but to agree with Cheadle's saying that "blocking is worse than guiding."

Hawk looked at Moyu and said solemnly, "Moyu, first of all, don't be afraid."

"Hm?"

Moyu detected a heavy undertone in Hawk's voice, and his expression immediately turned serious.

Hawk took a deep breath and said, "You might be about to die, but..."

"Hawk, just shut up."

Cheadle's face darkened as she strode over, shooing Hawk away with a gesture, her tone dripping with undisguised disdain. "Go away, the farther the better."

Hawk wanted to maintain his fatherly dignity in front of Moyu, but given Cheadle's forcefulness, he could only obediently slink off to the side.

Moyu frowned slightly but said nothing.

After driving Hawk away, Cheadle came before Moyu and said in a low voice, "I certainly don't know as much about this as Hawk does, but if it's just to help you understand the ins and outs of this matter, then my explanation will suffice."

"Mm, go ahead."

Moyu looked at Cheadle, waiting for her to continue.

It was easy to see that Hawk and Cheadle were deeply wary of what they were about to say, but Moyu, who already had some guesses in mind, wasn't panicked about it.

"The root of this whole incident starts from when Elena became pregnant with you..."

Cheadle began her account, and Moyu listened quietly.

With every word from Cheadle, Moyu learned the full story from beginning to end.

And when he realized that the reason Cheadle and Hawk were so cautious was due to the threat of a "Post-Mortem Entity," he only grew calmer.

"So, the key to breaking this deadlock lies with that gentleman?"

After hearing Cheadle's account, Moyu turned his gaze to the Bamboo Pole Man not far away.

This was a rare Nen Exorcist capable of attempting to remove "Post-Mortem Nen," and Cheadle had brought him here.

Seeing Moyu's gaze, the Bamboo Pole Man Nen Exorcist showed no reaction, his expression as cold as a zombie's face.

"Yes."

Cheadle nodded heavily at first, then suddenly furrowed her brow.

"Hawk? What are you doing?"

She sharply looked toward the Release Pond, where Hawk's figure was bobbing up and down, busy with something unknown.

Moyu and the Bamboo Pole Man Nen Exorcist also looked over.

Under their watch, Hawk was tirelessly scooping up coins from the Release Pond.

"It's not like I'm worried about the payment..."

Hearing Cheadle's accusatory voice, Hawk, with a handful of coins in his grasp, climbed over the railing and stood still.

"..."

Cheadle slowly raised a hand to press against her temple. She had a headache.

The Bamboo Pole Man Nen Exorcist's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.

And Moyu pursed his lips in silence, his face utterly expressionless.

Weren't you supposed to be a top-tier tomb raider?

How did it come to this?!