The Gift

On Han Mingxuan's side, the party reached its climax, and then he went to his room and brought back a box.

"Fulgrim, this is for you."

"For me?"

Fulgrim never expected that there would be a gift for him at this time.

"Yes, back in Nostramo, didn't you ask me for poems?"

"I was too busy at the time and forgot about it. Please open it and take a look."

Fulgrim never expected that Han Mingxuan would still remember this incident.

"Uncle, poetry and prose are no longer important. I have something more important now, and I no longer strive for perfection for its own sake."

"I'm glad you think that way, but I can't refuse a gift from an elder. Please open it and take a look," Han Mingxuan said with a smile.

The Phoenix egg cracked open, and a baby phoenix emerged.

This is undoubtedly a cause for celebration.

Fulgrim opened the box and saw two rolls of red paper.

"This is... that couplet?"

"Yes, when the construction site was completed, I kept this couplet, thinking of giving it to you."

"Thank you, Uncle. This is very precious to me."

The couplet at the old construction site planted a seed of hope in Fulgrim's heart.

Now, this couplet has returned to his hands once again.

"Oh, and Mortarion too."

"I?"

Since Han Mingxuan returned, Mortarion has remained silent. He even resists contact with Han Mingxuan because he cannot see through him or predict his future.

According to what he learned, Han Mingxuan was very averse to the Warp, but he himself showed signs of Warp energy.

Take, for example, the wine he brews.

Without Warp magic, he couldn't understand why an ordinary jar of moonshine would get the Primarch drunk.

Unexpectedly, Han Mingxuan has prepared a gift for him.

"Open it and take a look."

Mortarion opened the box and saw a book inside.

"What's this?"

Mortarion took out the book, and Curze knew what it was at a glance.

"The I Ching? Dad, you always like to pull out these really old antique books."

"There's nothing I can do, that's all the knowledge your Dad has. Besides, I've heard that Xiao Mo has a book on Numerology, which I think should be quite compatible with the I Ching."

"That's true, this book is perfect for him."

Numerology?

"Uncle, do you know?"

"I've learned a bit about it, and it shares similarities with my book on the I I Ching. You can take a look."

"Thank you, Uncle."

"Hey, Han Uncle, what about me? What about me?"

Bang!

"Lion El'Jonson! What are you trying to do now?!"

"My hand slipped."

"Haha, it's alright, it's alright. I didn't prepare a gift for you, the Wolf King, but I heard you and the Khan like to drink. You two can share the rest of the wine."

"I thought you'd take out the recipe, Uncle."

"The recipe is written in the wine jar."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle!"

"Sanguinius."

"What's wrong, Uncle?"

There's still some Fruit at home; take it all with you when you go back.

"Uncle, you..."

"What are you thinking, kid? I'm going back to Nostramo, so I can take more of these things with me."

Upon hearing Han Mingxuan's words, everyone present relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, Han Mingxuan looked at the table where Sevatar sitting.

"Aren't you going to introduce me, Sanguinius?"

Louis Dante, the most legendary Chapter Master the Blood Angels.

A person who shouldn't be here, a person who shouldn't be in this era.

"Dante, come here."

"Yes, Father."

"This is my finest Scions, Louis Dante, from the Baal System."

"Hello." Han Mingxuan looked at him quietly, smiling gently.

Hello, sir.

"Don't be so formal, Dante. Uncle Han is a very gentle person."

Han Mingxuan didn't speak, but simply took out a book.

"I've heard that you Blood Angels are fond of studying culture and philosophy. Here, take this book."

"Literary Pivot of Splendid Chapters?"

"Yes, Sanguinius, the contents are the same as yours."

"You've written another one?"

"I was practicing calligraphy in my spare time and accidentally wrote too much. I have three more notebooks. You can take them with you if you want."

"This... this isn't appropriate, Uncle."

"Why are you being so polite with me, uncle and nephew? Besides, if you don't take these books with you, they'll just be used as table legs at my place."

In the end, Sanguinius accepted the other three books.

As for Dante, he stared blankly at the book, lost in thought.

When he received the book, he remembered something.

Some things from a long time ago, things about the future.

"What's wrong, my child?"

"It's nothing, Father. I'm just a little disoriented; it feels like this is a dream."

"Yes, it truly feels like a dream," the Emperor said.

"Father?"

"Children..."

"Eat your meal, that's what eating is all about. Don't you understand that you don't scold your son before meals?"

"Do you need to talk to me about the Primarch's loyalty? Can't you even shut your mouth while eating?"

Forehead?

That's already considered extremely disrespectful.

What?

Is this Uncle Han?

That's alright then.

As for the Emperor, Han Mingxuan directly retorted.

"Alright, my old friend, it's your home, you make the rules. I'll just be a guest."

Malcador glanced at his old friend and continued sipping his wine.

It would be better if you ignored the fact that he kept his lips pursed.

Meanwhile, Perturabo, who had been eating silently to the side, suddenly brightened up.

He could sense that his Uncle was very different.

The same applies to Mortarion.

After the gathering ended, all the Primarch dispersed.

Han Mingxuan then led Curze and the others to tidy up the house.

"Dad, is there something you need to do?"

From Han Mingxuan's demeanor at the party, Curze could guess some things. Besides, they had only been in Terra for a short time; what was his Dad doing in Nostramo?

"Yes, the Emperor gave me a mission: to find one of your brothers."

Are you going alone?

"I will bring Mortarion and my guards, and Endymion with me."

"No, I disagree."

"For the sake of humanity and the Imperium, my child, you must get used to life without me by your side."

"And this time I'm not going away without coming back; there are some other things I need to tell you."

Curze didn't speak; he didn't even look at Han Mingxuan, simply turning his head away.

Han Mingxuan didn't say anything; he just continued with the things he needed to instruct him on.

"After I leave this time, you will take over the Legion as soon as possible, get into the Adeptus Arbites, and then you need to familiarize yourselves with all aspects of the entire Great Crusade as quickly as possible."

"Another very important point: be wary of the Word Bearers."

"Lorgar? What happened to him?"

"He's fine, his Legion is the problem. I want you to use every method at your disposal to kill both Kor Phaeron and Erebus."

"I understand, Dad."

"I'm sending Sevatar with you, there's no room for discussion."

"Good."