My Cheap Grandson

"I suppose you could call it an appointment."

Chen Guan suddenly smiled.

"I will be heading out in a few days. Before I leave, if the opportunity arises, I would like to clear a few things up.

By then, Constable Yan, you will understand everything."

Regarding the fact that he was a Black Bear Spirit.

Chen Guan actually still wanted to say it.

Because "returning home without showing off one's success is like wearing fine silks in the dark."

But more importantly, the Scroll spoke of "karma."

Therefore, Chen Guan wanted to straighten out some matters and tell Constable Yan that he had not actually broken his promise back then.

It could also be considered settling a piece of martial arts karma.

Of course, the Scroll definitely could not be mentioned.

Chen Guan knew the weight of things.

One should return home in glory, but not by revealing all one's secrets.

Evening.

Arriving at Yanhe Pavilion.

Bandit Brother was not around; he had not yet woken up.

But Chen Guan and Constable Yan already carried significant weight here.

When they arrived, the waiter and the accountant behind the counter came out to greet them with joy.

Following the waiter, they reached a private room on the fifth floor.

Chen Guan was not only there to eat, but he had also booked a room in the backyard.

He planned to stay here for a while.

At night, he could still "tail" Bandit Brother home.

This way, it would be convenient for him to find the grandson the moment he came looking.

But it was precisely this act of booking a room by Chen Guan that left Bandit Brother, who arrived at the restaurant half an hour later, incredibly excited.

"You mean... Young Hero Chen booked a room at our restaurant?"

Bandit Brother had been wondering how to further deepen his relationship with Young Hero Chen.

Now that Young Hero Chen was staying at his place, it was a good start!

"Yes, Shopkeeper!" The waiter gestured for the shopkeeper to head upstairs while saying, "Not only did Young Hero Chen come, but he also came with Constable Yan."

"What? The constable is here too?" Bandit Brother's footsteps faltered as he climbed the stairs.

Constable Yan's name was still quite intimidating.

He preferred not to see him if he could avoid it.

Even though twenty years had passed, he was still afraid of being recognized by the constable.

Especially since Young Hero Chen and the constable had arrived together today, which was even more baffling.

"What exactly... are these two up to?"

Bandit Brother slowed his pace and looked at the waiter trailing half a step behind him.

"Who led them upstairs when they arrived? And what did they say?"

"I was the one who brought them up." The waiter said, then paused slightly when he saw a few guests coming down from upstairs.

"Shopkeeper!" The guests cupped their hands in greeting one after another.

"Brother Lin, Shopkeeper Heng..." Bandit Brother had things on his mind, but his face remained full of smiles, showing no sign of perfunctoriness.

Afterward, the group merely exchanged pleasantries and did not linger.

Seeing them leave, the waiter continued, "Judging by the conversation between the constable and Young Hero Chen, they were both very polite.

It sounded as if they had only just met today and were here to drink."

"Hmm..." Bandit Brother nodded, finally deciding to go and see them.

Tap, tap—

He finished the last few steps.

He arrived outside the private room.

The door was not closed, and from the outside, he could see Chen Guan sipping tea in the seat of honor.

Constable Yan was the host, taking the seat of honor.

"Two rare guests! Forgive me for not welcoming you sooner!" Bandit Brother, acting as the host, saw the door open and stepped forward enthusiastically, personally picking up the teapot to pour them tea.

"Many thanks." Constable Yan was not particularly fond of this Bandit Brother.

They were merely acquaintances who nodded to each other.

"Please sit, shopkeeper." Chen Guan now understood the source of his awkwardness, and it had vanished; instead, he smiled and invited Bandit Brother to take a seat.

After all, who would get angry at bait?

If the bait was high-quality, one would be too happy to complain.

To Chen Guan, Bandit Brother was now nothing more than bait and a talent legacy that could be claimed at any time.

Once my grandson finds him, I will open this Treasure Chest Monster. Chen Guan looked Bandit Brother up and down, his smile widening the more he looked.

Meanwhile, when Bandit Brother saw Chen Guan's nod and smiling gaze, he felt a surge of joy in his heart.

Could it be that the help I've given his family over these past few years has finally moved this kid Chen?

Bandit Brother was genuinely delighted.

Indeed! Hard work pays off! By warming the heart of Young Hero Chen like this, even a cold stone would be melted by my diligent and sincere efforts! Now that Young Hero Chen seems to show goodwill toward me, I must strike while the iron is hot. As long as I can recruit Young Hero Chen as my new henchman, even if that Flying Thief from two years ago returns, if he dares to show his face while Young Hero Chen is here, I will surely take his dog life!

Bandit Brother thought to himself, feeling that everything was secure.

Why have the two of them been smiling at each other since they met? Constable Yan raised his teacup, using it to slightly shield his scrutinizing gaze. With smiles like that, their relationship... is somewhat unusual...

Constable Yan pondered, and upon recalling the peculiar hobbies of certain people, he shifted his chair backward without a trace. This meal doesn't seem like it will be pleasant; I must find an opportunity... to leave early...

Whoosh—

The cool late-autumn breeze swept up the fallen leaves on the ground.

At this moment, four hundred miles away in Liuqi County.

"Look at that hero..."

"That man is so handsome..."

Accompanied by hushed whispers, several young women stole glances.

Outside the county walls, a man who appeared to be around twenty years old was walking toward the town.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, he wore simple white robes without any adornment, yet his features were masculine and his appearance striking.

There was an indescribable sense of detachment in his movements as he walked.

In reality, however, Chen Changhong was already thirty-three years old.

I was entangled by several monsters on the road back, which delayed me for many years...

Now, while Chen Changhong appeared calm on the surface, his heart was a complex mix of emotions, filled with a trepidation that made him afraid to return home.

He had joined his sect twenty-five years ago.

At that time, his grandfather, Chen Guan, was already over fifty years old.

Now, he was truly afraid that if he returned home, he would encounter something unfortunate.

However, his sect had invested significant resources into Chen Changhong, and they would not allow him to rashly re-enter the "mortal world" without the proper "state of mind."

If he were to enter prematurely while his temperament was unstable, he might destroy the foundation he had worked so hard to build.

That was why he had been unable to return before, even though he had wanted to.

The sect would not permit it.

Furthermore, the two locations were separated by a distance of five hundred and twenty thousand miles.

This is not a place you can come and go from as you please.

The distance alone, the trials of entering the mortal world, and the risks along the way are immense.

If Chen Changhong had not possessed some level of cultivation, he likely would have met his end on the road.

One must know, he had been taken into a cultivation sect since childhood and lacked any real-world experience.

Yet, throughout the journey of his return.

Between the treacherous demons, ghosts, and the schemes of the martial world, he had been entangled and delayed.

He had grown somewhat, but it had cost him several years.

"Twenty-five years have passed in the blink of an eye..."

Chen Changhong arrived at the county of his past, gazing at everything that felt both strange and familiar.

In his hand, he tightly gripped a vial of medicine, obtained after enduring countless hardships on the road, known as the Life-Extending Pill.

A single pill, when consumed by an ordinary person, could reverse their vitality and extend their "natural lifespan" by fifteen years.

"I have returned..."

With a heart full of fear and excitement, Chen Changhong's gaze seemed to pierce through the entire county, fixing upon a small village courtyard ten miles away.

And then, without him realizing it.

Accompanied by the gasps of the crowd on the street.

In his agitated state, Chen Changhong inadvertently unleashed a technique, Shrinking the Earth into an Inch, covering a hundred feet in a single stride.

"Old man... you must wait for me... I have brought you the immortal Life-Extending Pill... and today, I shall also petition the City God of this place, vowing to extend your underworld lifespan by fifteen years...

Grandfather... Hong'er has returned..."