Do you think I'm Tang San? Get lost!

"Little brother, could he be..." Looking at the middle-aged man who shared a seventy-percent resemblance with Ye Qingzhou, Ye Lingling had already guessed the gist of it.

She subconsciously lowered her head to look at her younger brother.

She was terrified that he might have a traumatic reaction.

Ye Qingzhou spoke in a calm tone: "It's fine, sister."

His tone was as if he were speaking about a trivial matter.

Ye Qingzhou took Ye Lingling's hand and strode toward the medical clinic.

The voices of Ye Shuyuan and that middle-aged man became increasingly clear.

"You really shouldn't have chosen to come back at a time like this."

"I also wanted to return when he awakened his martial soul, but, Dad, you know that our Angel Legion has been heavily burdened with missions lately..."

At this moment, Ye Shuyuan noticed Ye Lingling and Ye Qingzhou.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Now, things had become even more troublesome.

Sensing someone approaching from behind, the middle-aged man who had been conversing with Ye Shuyuan turned around.

He observed the arriving Ye Qingzhou and Ye Lingling with a peaceful expression.

Seeing the two children appear before him, he froze in place, his gaze dull, and after realizing who they were, he slowly spoke:

"Long time no see. I truly didn't expect you two to have grown up so much, Lingling and Qingzhou."

After he finished speaking, neither Ye Qingzhou nor Ye Lingling gave a response; instead, they looked at him with indifference.

The scene descended into an awkward silence.

Seeing this, Ye Shuyuan hurriedly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Xiaozhou, he is that father of yours whom you have never met, Luo Feng, and also a leader of the Martial Soul Hall Angel Legion."

"Lingling, you should call him Uncle."

Upon hearing the identity of the middle-aged man before them, Ye Qingzhou and Ye Lingling were only briefly surprised, but they did not say anything more.

They didn't even want to acknowledge the Luo Feng before them.

Regarding this, Luo Feng was naturally very embarrassed, but he had long anticipated their attitude toward him:

"Dad, let me talk to Qingzhou alone."

Hearing this, Ye Shuyuan took the initiative to clear a path for Luo Feng: "Then go to my study."

"Lingling, let's go. Let's not disturb them for now."

With those words, Ye Shuyuan took Ye Lingling and left.

After they departed, only Ye Qingzhou and Luo Feng remained.

Watching the silent Ye Qingzhou, Luo Feng glanced back at the medical clinic behind him.

"Let's go inside."

As soon as these words were spoken, they were immediately rejected by Ye Qingzhou.

"If you have something to say, say it here. There's nothing that can't be seen by others, is there?"

Luo Feng, who had just taken a step, stiffened in place.

This child...

Luo Feng looked at Ye Qingzhou, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes: "Fine, then we'll talk here."

"I came back this time intending to take you back to the Martial Soul Hall."

Before Luo Feng could continue, Ye Qingzhou flatly refused: "Then you can leave."

He gave Luo Feng no time to react, continuing:

"If it's just to take me to the Martial Soul Hall, I can tell you quite legitimately: it's impossible."

"Who do you think you are, to just show up and take me away?"

"I am your..." The word 'father' had not yet left Luo Feng's lips before it was abruptly cut off by Ye Qingzhou.

"Enough." Ye Qingzhou let out a cold snort, looking at Luo Feng with mockery, "Want to say the word 'father', is that it?"

"Do you even deserve to be my father?"

"Lacking maternal love is something I can understand; the Nine Heart Begonia is passed down through a single line, and that is unavoidable."

"But what about you?"

"As a father, you abandoned me immediately after Mother died, leaving me as a latchkey child. In my memories, I have never once seen you, this so-called father."

Do you think I'm Tang San!

This sentence did not escape Ye Qingzhou's lips.

Instead, it remained in his heart.

Speaking of Tang San, he was so angry he could only laugh.

From the age of three, he had to tend the fire and cook for Tang Hao, doing every dirty and menial chore.

He was essentially raised like a slave, without a shred of paternal love.

It was only until he awakened his Twin Martial Souls, the Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer, and revealed the Clear Sky Hammer to Tang Hao, that Tang Hao finally bestowed some fatherly affection upon him.

If this had been anyone else, they would have long since harbored a grudge against Tang Hao in secret.

But Tang San? Simply because he had never experienced fatherly love in his previous life, he was willing to handle Tang Hao's affairs.

He was not Tang San; he remembered well the matter of Luo Feng abandoning him.

He returned, and he even chose to return only after his martial soul had awakened.

Looking at the extremely serious expression on Ye Qingzhou's face and the sharpness and edge revealed between his brows, Luo Feng realized just how excellent his son had become under the cultivation of his father-in-law.

It seemed he really shouldn't have come at this time.

He looked at Ye Qingzhou and said, "Since you insist on not returning to Martial Soul Hall with me, then I will not force you."

He wanted to chat more with Ye Qingzhou, but the long period of absence and lack of companionship left his father unable to find a topic to discuss.

Luo Feng sighed, his heart filled with pain.

If he had known, he should have taken his son directly to Martial Soul Hall back then.

Once a decision is made incorrectly, everything that follows is bound to go awry.

However, being able to see his son so healthy and capable was enough to satisfy him.

Just then, a soldier wearing white armor walked over and whispered into Luo Feng's ear:

"Captain, it is time."

Luo Feng nodded in response: "Alright, you go back first."

"Yes, Captain." The soldier replied and left the Ye Family Clinic.

Luo Feng took a deep look at the taciturn Ye Qingzhou and shook his head: "Dad, Lingling, you two can come out now."

Ye Shuyuan walked out from the shadows with Ye Lingling.

"I am heading back now; there are urgent matters to attend to at Martial Soul Hall."

Watching Luo Feng, who was about to leave, Ye Shuyuan did not say anything more: "Very well. By the way, take a message to the Pope of Martial Soul Hall: I, Ye Shuyuan, will not be joining any faction for the time being."

"Understood. Once things settle down after a while, I will return."

Leaving behind these final words, Luo Feng walked toward the gates of Tiandou City.

Throughout the entire process, Ye Qingzhou did not look Luo Feng in the eye.

Watching the father and son, who were embroiled in deep conflict, Ye Shuyuan found it difficult to intervene.

This matter could only be left for them to resolve on their own.

A few days later.

Ever since Luo Feng left, Ye Qingzhou had been in a state of cultivation.

At the same time, he was quietly waiting for his divine trial.

For some reason, ever since he was noticed by the God of Life on the day of his martial soul awakening, he had yet to receive any message regarding a divine trial.

Looking at the invitation handed over by Ye Shuyuan, Ye Qingzhou was somewhat confused.

"Hmm, the eldest prince of the Heaven Dou Empire is inviting me to be a guest at the Crown Prince Mansion?"

Even Ye Shuyuan had not expected that the dignified eldest prince, Xue Qinghe, would actually take notice of his grandson.

"The content of the letter roughly implies that. Go and take a look."

Back then, even Dugu Bo's granddaughter had not received such treatment.

Along with the invitation, Xue Qinghe had also sent a pass.