"Linchuan, you have no idea. After my Ji'er left me, it felt like a knife was cutting through my heart."
Qian Daoliu's eyes reddened. He had come to the Far North intending only to have a few drinks, but before he knew it, he had poured out everything in his heart.
Spirit Hall had seen great upheaval in recent years, and he had lost his only son during those seven years.
The good news was that he had been left with a granddaughter, but she had gone undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire. All these years, he had more or less been alone.
Shen Suwei and her husband, Gu Ningchuan, naturally knew what had happened. An event of such magnitude was known across almost the entire continent.
"Great Enshrined, no one can say for sure about such things. At least you still have a granddaughter, don't you?" Gu Linchuan comforted him.
As the Great Enshrined, he was bound by countless rules and restrictions.
Now, Bibi Dong had succeeded to the leadership of Spirit Hall.
They did not know how well she managed it, but Bibi Dong took the lead whenever they worked together.
They had met Bibi Dong, and judging by appearances alone, she was a woman with a meticulous mind.
"That's how things are, and they can't be changed. You're right too, Linchuan."
Qian Daoliu drained his cup, looking much more haggard than before.
"Great Enshrined, let me take you to a guest room to rest."
Seeing that Qian Daoliu was no longer in the mood to drink, Gu Linchuan put down his cup and helped him to a guest room to rest.
As Shen Suwei cleared the table, she thought, My son is so young. I'm really afraid some wicked woman might lure him away.
The more innocent a child was, the easier it was for wicked women to lure him away.
Upstairs, Gu Wuchen was fighting with the Snow Empress over the last bun.
"Snow Empress, don't you know you should give way to children? You're still fighting me over a bun. What gives you the right to be so shameless?"
"What gives me the right? I don't care. Anyway, this last bun is mine." The Snow Empress planted her hands on her hips, looking helpless.
Veins bulged on Gu Wuchen's forehead, but he knew full well he couldn't beat the Snow Empress. He could have buns again tomorrow anyway, so he let her have it.
The Snow Empress picked up the last bun and quickly swallowed it.
"You've eaten and drunk your fill. Now leave!"
Gu Wuchen spoke coldly.
The Snow Empress shook her head. "I'm not leaving. We're sleeping together tonight."
"Sister Xue, you can't be so shameless!" Gu Wuchen was furious.
How hateful!
She relied on her strength to take whatever she wanted and do whatever she pleased, yet he couldn't do a thing about her.
"Don't be angry. Think about it: Sister Xue's embrace is soft and fragrant."
As she spoke, the Snow Empress immediately pulled Gu Wuchen into her arms. The little fellow was just the right size to use as a body pillow.
"Let's get some rest~"
"I won't!"
"You want to!"
Early the next morning, when Gu Wuchen woke up, he found a pair of snowy-white mounds before his eyes.
Gu Wuchen, who had still been groggy, instantly woke up.
"Little Wuchen, why are you making such a fuss?"
The Snow Empress rubbed her sleepy eyes.
Gu Wuchen turned his back and pointed at a spot. "Your clothes?"
"Clothes?" The Snow Empress looked down in confusion. "Oh~ So Little Wuchen is blushing."
"Can't you behave yourself for once?" Gu Wuchen said helplessly.
The Snow Empress spread her hands and yawned. "This isn't the Far North. There's no need to be so tense out here. All right, you should take care of your own business now. See you next time."
With that, the Snow Empress turned into a streak of white light and slipped into the spot between Gu Wuchen's brows.
Gu Wuchen composed himself and left his room. When he reached the living room, he discovered Qian Daoliu discussing something with his parents.
When Qian Daoliu saw Gu Wuchen come downstairs, he immediately beckoned to him. "Wuchen, come here."
"Grandpa Qian, what is it?"
Gu Wuchen sat down on the sofa.
"I'll take you to Spirit Hall now. If there's anything you still need to say, tell your parents quickly."
Qian Daoliu also wondered whether Gu Wuchen would be able to adapt to Spirit Hall after suddenly leaving the home where he had lived for six years.
"There isn't really much to say. Father and Mother both know what I'm like."
Gu Wuchen spoke.
Shen Suwei got up, sat down beside Gu Wuchen, and pulled him into her arms. "Wuchen, once you get to Spirit Hall, focus on your cultivation. As for everything else, I've already prepared it."
Shen Suwei took out a wristband and put it on Gu Wuchen's left wrist.
"This is a Storage Soul Tool. I've packed the buns you like to eat, along with some clothes. Whenever you want some, just heat them up."
"Sorry for the trouble, Mother," Gu Wuchen said softly.
Shen Suwei had nothing else she wanted to say. In any case, Spirit Hall would be good for her son's cultivation.
"Gu Wuchen, once you get to Spirit Hall, I'll leave the shops in Spirit City and Heaven Dou City to you."
"That'll save us the trouble of having financial reports sent to Ice Arrival City every month."
Gu Linchuan did not want to deal with the treasures sent from the capitals of the three great empires every month. Handling them gave him a headache every time.
"None of that's a problem. We're based in the Far North, after all, so we can't manage the main shops in Heaven Dou City and Spirit City from here. Now that I'm going, I can inspect them too."
Although the Gu Clan had partner businesses among the enterprises and shops it had developed, it had opened main shops in Heaven Dou City, Spirit City, and Star Luo City, the capitals of the three major powers.
This was also to give the Gu Clan's products better sales.
They had everything from silk, furniture, and armor to perfume, clothing, and shoes.
If the craft of making Soul Tools had not already been lost on the Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago, the Gu Clan would have long since embarked on grand plans to develop them.
"Grandpa Qian, it's about time."
Gu Wuchen spoke.
Qian Daoliu was rather surprised. He had not expected them to finish talking so quickly.
"Let's go!" Qian Daoliu rose and headed outside the Gu home.
Gu Wuchen went outside and turned to look at his parents.
"Father, Mother, I'll be leaving now. I'll come back from time to time."
"I'm still worried about the factory."
Shen Suwei said, "Don't worry. I'll help keep an eye on the factory."
Gu Linchuan laughed and scolded him. "You little brat, your father isn't senile yet. Don't you worry."
Seeing that both his parents had said so, Gu Wuchen felt reassured.
As the owner of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, Qian Daoliu did not take a carriage like other people. Instead, he directly used Martial Soul Possession.
Three pairs of golden, sacred wings suddenly unfurled behind Qian Daoliu.
"Come on, Grandpa Qian will take you flying!"
Qian Daoliu clasped Gu Wuchen's little hand, and in the space of a breath, they flew straight into the air.
"As expected of the Six-Winged Angel, said to be invincible in the sky. It truly lives up to its reputation."
Gu Linchuan looked up at the two figures that had already vanished.
Shen Suwei's feelings were complicated, but she still urged Gu Linchuan on. "Go check on the factory. The latest products we developed are about to be put on the market. We can't drop the ball at a critical moment like this."
"I know. Don't you know me by now, Suwei?"
Gu Linchuan went into the living room, picked up the breakfast Shen Suwei had made, and hurried to the factory without stopping.