Huo Yuhao Was Moved Again: Big Brother Really Does Treat Us Well!

Huo Yuhao's question made Qian Renchuan's little face scrunch up even more, as though he were deeply conflicted.

After a long while, he let out a heavy sigh and turned to the followers behind him.

"Bring it all out."

"Okay."

Zhao Mang hurried over with a small table.

Li Yan set the oil-paper package they had just wrapped on the table and peeled back the layers.

As the package opened, several blackened fish appeared before them, giving off a burnt smell.

Huo Yuhao's eyes widened, and he frowned deeply.

What was that?

Grilled fish?

Or charcoal?

He looked up at Qian Renchuan again, about to ask what on earth it was.

But Qian Renchuan spoke first, his voice sincere.

"Third Brother, I've gotten tired of the food in the cafeteria these past few days."

"I thought I'd catch some wild fish to give you all a change of pace, but they ended up like this."

"Could you make do with a little, Third Brother?"

The followers behind him, including Zhao Mang and Li Yan, stared in disbelief.

They exchanged looks.

Their jaws nearly hit the floor.

What the hell?

Weren't those for us to eat?

You looked disgusted when they burned to a crisp, and now you've brought them back for your brother?

Eldest Young Master, do you have no shame?

Only then did the followers realize why their Eldest Young Master had insisted they pack up the charred fish.

He had planned to bring them back and foist them on his brother!

Was that really grilled fish?

Huo Yuhao looked at the pitiful blackened fish on the table.

He was a little touched that his big brother had thought to bring him food.

But mostly, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"For me?"

Then Qian Renchuan heard Huo Yuhao's thoughts.

Big Brother is terrible at grilling fish. Can anyone actually eat that?

But I get it. He's only six, and he's always been a pampered young master. The fact that he thought to bring me food at all is something.

Qian Renchuan nearly laughed at what he heard.

Third Brother really knows how to talk himself into things.

Across from him, Huo Yuhao finished grumbling inwardly, then felt a sudden impulse.

He looked at the grilled fish before him.

His hands suddenly itched to try.

How many years had it been?

How many years since I last grilled fish with my own hands?

Since his rebirth, he had spent every day training desperately, thinking only of changing his fate and taking revenge on Tang San. He had lived like a tireless machine.

But looking at those fish now,

he suddenly wanted to rest and ease the tension he had carried for so long.

Hearing those thoughts, Qian Renchuan knew he had an opening, though he kept a disappointed look on his face.

"Third Brother, they may look ugly, but they're actually pretty tasty."

"We ate some on the Back Mountain just now."

"Why don't you try a bite?"

The followers behind him twitched at the corners of their mouths.

Eldest Young Master, you threw them away!

And now you're saying they tasted good?

That's a rotten trick to pull on your brother!

But Huo Yuhao simply couldn't bring himself to eat one.

He shook his head helplessly, put away the metal materials and Carving Knife on his bed, then stood and asked,

"Big Brother, where did you get these fish?"

"Take me there. I can grill fish too."

"Huh?"

Qian Renchuan immediately feigned confusion.

"Third Brother, you know how to grill fish?"

Huo Yuhao nodded and casually made up an excuse.

"I watched the maids do it back at Spirit Hall. I should know a little."

The followers all rolled their eyes inwardly.

Oh, he watched the maids do it, so now he can too?

Another one who thinks he knows more than he does. His fish will probably be even blacker than the Eldest Young Master's.

Qian Renchuan, however, lit up at once.

He walked over, grabbed Huo Yuhao's hand, and pulled him toward the door.

"Come on, come on! Let's go catch some more!"

Behind him,

Huo Yuhao looked down at their joined hands.

He looked at where their palms met, then up at Qian Renchuan walking ahead. A sudden warmth stirred in his chest.

Big Brother...

In my last life at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, I had an older brother too. But that bastard Dai Huabin saw me as an enemy and wanted nothing more than to grind me into the dirt.

My big brother in this life may be lazy and nothing like a Soul Master, but he truly treats us younger siblings well.

For a moment, Huo Yuhao remembered their days at Spirit Hall.

Whenever they met,

Qian Renchuan had always greeted him and Qian Renxue with a smile.

But back then, he and Qian Renxue had clung to their identities as reborn people. They had barely acknowledged him, even looking down on him as useless.

Looking back, they really had been too harsh on their big brother.

He was only six, after all. Wanting to play instead of train was perfectly natural for a child.

Why should Huo Yuhao judge him by the brutal standards of ten thousand years in the future?

Besides, he was Spirit Hall's Eldest Young Master. What did it matter if he didn't train?

Walking ahead, Qian Renchuan heard all this and was delighted.

He hadn't expected today's little performance to bring such an unexpected reward.

He had finally opened a crack in Third Brother's defenses.

Before long,

Qian Renchuan, Huo Yuhao, Zhao Mang, Li Yan, and the other followers arrived at the Back Mountain again.

At the sight of the clear stream,

Qian Renchuan ordered Zhao Mang and a few others into the water to catch fish, forbidding them from using Soul Skills.

He pulled Huo Yuhao down to sit with him on the grass by the bank while they waited.

Though Huo Yuhao had decided to take the afternoon off, he was a workaholic through and through.

While the others caught fish,

he couldn't resist taking the metal materials and Carving Knife from his Storage Soul Tool again. He lowered his head and resumed carving.

Seeing how unwilling Huo Yuhao was to waste even a second,

Qian Renchuan figured it would look suspicious if he didn't ask about it now.

So he leaned closer with a curious look and peered at the metal in Huo Yuhao's hands.

"Third Brother, what are you making?"

"I see you carving away at it every day. Is it something fun?"

At that, Huo Yuhao stopped.

He turned to Qian Renchuan.

Seeing nothing but innocent confusion in Qian Renchuan's eyes, Huo Yuhao finally dropped his guard.

Big Brother really is just an ordinary six-year-old. I was overthinking it before.

Besides, how many reborn people could there be in this world?

Satisfied that Qian Renchuan knew nothing about it, Huo Yuhao smiled faintly and said,

"It's nothing. I just wanted to make you a little gift."

"A gift for me?"

This time, Qian Renchuan was genuinely surprised.

He had assumed Huo Yuhao was preparing a trump card for himself. He hadn't expected it to be for him.

Huo Yuhao nodded but said nothing more. He lowered his head and focused on carving again.

Still surprised,

Qian Renchuan leaned in and watched for a while longer.

He knew it was a Soul Tool.

But he had never studied how to make Soul Tools, and even after watching for some time, he couldn't make sense of it.

In the end, he looked away and left Huo Yuhao to it.

He turned back to urge the followers in the stream to catch more fish.

More to come.