The Soul Guidance Train slowly pulled into the private platform at the Wu family's ancestral estate in Star Luo City. As the doors opened, an ancient, solemn atmosphere washed over them.
Yet before Tang Wulin and Wu Siduo could leave the platform, a graceful figure had already rushed over in distress.
"Little Duo!"
Su Qingyuan, a rank-92 Titled Douluo with the Nether Civet martial soul, had completely lost her usual dignity and authority as the mistress of a powerful household. She threw her arms around Wu Siduo, who had just stepped off the train, and her tears instantly burst their banks.
"I'm sorry, Little Duo, I'm sorry... Mommy was useless. Your father and I couldn't protect you..."
Su Qingyuan's voice trembled. She held her daughter tightly, as though Wu Siduo would disappear the moment she let go. Although she and her husband, Wu Canglan, were both Titled Douluos, their voices carried so little weight before those old fossils in the family's Elders' Council who lorded their seniority over everyone—especially when the family's future interests were at stake.
Her mother's embrace hurt a little, but feeling that sincere love, Wu Siduo found her own grievances welling up all at once. Her eyes reddened slightly. "Mom, I'm fine. I'm really fine."
Just then, Su Qingyuan noticed the figure standing behind Wu Siduo, silently watching over her all this time.
He was a tall, straight-backed young man with blue hair, handsome features, and clear, resolute eyes. Although he had restrained his aura, Su Qingyuan's keen senses as a Titled Douluo could still detect an unfathomable pressure emanating from him.
Su Qingyuan wiped away her tears and asked in puzzlement, "Little Duo, who is this...?"
Wu Siduo took a deep breath. She knew the crucial moment had arrived.
She released her mother and turned