That Is My Father
Sadness always passes, sooner or later. With the healing power of time, even the most unbearable pain will gradually heal.
When Sang Ying came out of the tent, she found that not only was Jiang Zhuoxue waiting for her outside, but Bai Nianchou and Qing Shou had also not left.
Upon seeing Sang Ying appear, Bai Nianchou immediately rushed forward, pushing Jiang Zhuoxue behind him.
The young man's eyes were filled with emotion. "Thank you so much today. My aunt has been trapped in her pain for so many years, unwilling to wake up. I thought she would never get out of it. Thank you for helping us so much. I will find a way to repay you."
After saying those few words, he quietly stepped aside, giving his seat to Jiang Zhuoxue, and no longer disturbing their conversation.
It seemed that Qing Shou hadn't stayed in front of the tent for Sang Ying's sake. Seeing Bai Nianchou leave, Qing Shou quickly led his men to follow.
The two of them walked not far apart, one in front of the other. Bai Nianchou didn't like having anyone follow him in the first place, especially since that person was Qing Shou, whom he disliked very much.
After they reached a quiet place, Bai Nianchou finally turned to Qing Shou and asked, "Speak, what do you want with me?"
The other party seemed not to have expected Bai Nianchou to speak suddenly. Qing Shou looked embarrassed as if he had been caught red-handed. He was at a loss for a moment, but then turned around and waved away the other Azure Dragon Clan who were following behind him.
When they were the only two left nearby, Qing Shou finally spoke, "I'm sorry."
"That's really strange. You actually apologize to someone one day?" If Qing Shou hadn't looked so awkward, Bai Nianchou would have suspected that he had been replaced.
Qing Shou was not angry. Instead, he continued, "I misunderstood. I apologize for my previous offense to Bai Qinglong."
As Qing Shou spoke, he bowed respectfully towards Bai Nianchou and the White Dragon Tribe's camp.
This was a very sincere apology for a proud Dragon Race, but Bai Nianchou did not say whether he accepted it or not.
He actually understood somewhat why Qing Shou acted this way; the other party had been compared to him for many years and had always wanted to surpass him.
If Qing Shou possessed the Dragon Abyss Sword, perhaps he might have a chance to defeat him.
However, because of what happened to Qinglong's cousin, the Azure Dragon Clan had already tacitly agreed that even if the Dragon Abyss Sword returned, it would remain in the hands of the White Dragon Tribe.
If the Dragon Abyss Sword had never returned, perhaps Qing Shou wouldn't have been so extreme. But the Dragon Abyss Sword is about to return. He couldn't stand by and watch Bai Nianchou, who was already stronger than him, forever trample him underfoot, which is why he caused so much trouble.
Of course, there may also be the influence of outsiders stirring things up.
However, no matter how much he insulted the deceased and spoke disrespectfully to Bai Qinglong, this was something Bai Nianchou could not tolerate.
He thought for a moment before replying, "Since I wasn't directly involved in your offense against Young Master Bai, it's difficult for me to say whether I forgive you or not. It's just that Young Master Bai did it to protect the entire Dragon Race... If you're truly willing to apologize, then focus on guarding the Gods and Devils Battlefield and don't let trivial matters cause you to clash with the other two clan leaders."
Upon hearing this, Qing Shou quickly nodded. "I know all this without you having to tell me. Just watch, I will definitely defend the Gods and Devils Battlefield."
He turned to leave, but after only two steps, he suddenly turned back. "And besides, I don't need your forgiveness!"
He just wanted to say sorry; he didn't care about Bai Nianchou's forgiveness.
By the time Qing Shou led his men back, news had already reached them that someone had broken into the Dragon Race and brought back the Dragon Abyss Sword.
From afar, Qing Shou heard his younger brother Qing Yi recounting what he had seen and heard that day. In his words, he expressed his disappointment at not being able to cut off Bai Xia's horn and also muttered a curse about Bai Qinglong.
Qing Shou, who had previously paid no attention to such things, immediately frowned and asked the guard beside him, "Who are the people following the young master? Who taught him to say such things?"
The guard was also puzzled. "Didn't you hear all this from you, young master?"
Qing Shou was taken aback. Had he really had such a significant influence on his younger brother?
He was shocked to think that his brother had dared to attack an innocent White Dragon Tribe boy and even tried to cut off his horns! Although his own method of using patrolling warriors to block the enemy was not honorable, he was still taken aback by his brother's ruthlessness.
"Go and bring the young master back to my tent. Then have men surround the tent. No matter what noises come from inside, no one is allowed to enter without my permission," Qing Shou ordered coldly.
Although they didn't know what their young master was going to do, the guards inexplicably looked at Qing Yi with pity.
However, things turned out exactly as he had expected.
After he led the man into the tent and then quietly withdrew, the young master's joyful voice came from inside the tent first, and then the two brothers suddenly started arguing, though no one knew what they were saying.
Just as the guard was about to listen again, what came next from inside was the young master's earth-shattering, ghost-weeping wailing.
"Yes, just as he expected." The guard nodded in satisfaction.
While the "brotherly harmony" scene was still unfolding, Jiang Zhuoxue had already silently taken Sang Ying's hand and whispered, "Come with me to see someone. I don't want to see him alone."
Sang Ying keenly sensed the difficulty in Jiang Zhuoxue's expression. Since Jiang Zhuoxue had already brought it up, and her tone even carried a pleading quality, Sang Ying naturally had no reason to refuse.
She readily agreed, and after meeting Old Patriarch Bai, the two were led to a dungeon by the elder's men.
As soon as the dungeon door opened, the intense, powerful pressure belonging to the Dragon Race rushed towards them.
The leading White Dragon Tribe guard was already used to this and didn't think much of it. Jiang Zhuoxue, however, knew how terrifying this pressure was for Human Race, and stood in front of Sang Ying the moment the gate opened.
He forcefully deflected the oppressive force, and not a single trace of it landed on Sang Ying.
The guards leading the way, witnessing this scene, muttered to themselves – who would have thought that this Devil Dragon, after a trip to the Lower Realm, would become such a lovelorn creature.
The group walked slowly inside, Sang Ying glanced over and saw many Dragon Race that were locked up!
Perhaps the surprise in her eyes was too obvious, because the guard walking in front also helped to explain, "These are all sinners who have committed serious crimes, but because the Dragon Race is rare, and these sinners have made contributions to guarding the Gods and Devils Battlefield, they are only imprisoned here. As for how long they will be imprisoned, it depends on just how serious their sins were."
Sang Ying nodded in understanding. "The Dragon Race is very thoughtful."
They hadn't gone far when they stopped in front of a pool of water.
The guard said, "This is it. Tell him what you need to say; he'll probably never be able to leave this place in his lifetime." The guard spoke the rest of his words to Jiang Zhuoxue.
After he finished speaking, he left quickly. Once the surroundings had quieted down again, a commotion suddenly came from the cold pool.
The stone pillar was suddenly lifted up, and shards of ice flew everywhere, scattering across the ground. Jiang Zhuoxue gathered her strength to help Sang Ying block the falling ice. With her vision obstructed, Sang Ying could only see a few fragments of the black dragon's silhouette.
"That is..."
"That's my father," Jiang Zhuoxue replied.
A note from the author:
Luo Min is the daughter of the city lord of White Foothill City Twin Orchid Realm. Just so you guys don't forget, I'm reminding you.