Neither the King nor the mysterious man who rescued Ye Xunhuan could have imagined that there was a submarine hidden beneath the sea, only appearing after they had left!
If the King and that mysterious man knew, they might not have left so hastily.
As the man muttered to himself, a woman erged from the submarine.
The woman was quite young, with a flawless, delicate oval face. Her features, whether viewed individually or together, presented an exceedingly beautiful appearance.
Perhaps because winter had arrived and the air had turned cold, the woman wore a long red trench coat. Yet, the loose coat couldn't hide her shapely figure.
As the woman stepped out of the yacht, she glanced at the slowly sinking cargo ship. Her red lips, adorned with lipstick, parted slightly: "Is this why you longed for the Tai Chi Seal yet didn't dare to act impulsively?"
The man looked at the woman and chuckled softly, "What do you think?"
"I was puzzled before, wondering why you were so timid. But now I understand!" the woman said softly. "With this man around, it's indeed unwise to try and take the Tai Chi Seal from the Marshal!"
"But this Marshal is bold enough to entrust sothing so important to Qiu Ruoxi."
"What you see is just the surface!" the man said calmly. "Do you think the King didn't know the Tai Chi Seal was on Qiu Ruoxi?"
"What do you an?"
"So people, even if they're ordinary, carry sothing more securely than a skilled person!" the man said softly. "With the Tai Chi Seal on Qiu Ruoxi, the King wouldn't dare to act, nor would I!"
The woman's willow-like eyebrows furrowed, then she asked, "Why?"
In her view, the Tai Chi Seal on Qiu Ruoxi seed easy to seize, so why not take it?
Is it just because Qiu Ruoxi's grandfather is Xiahao Yunting?
Even so, it wouldn't deter everyone. Xiahao Yunting isn't enough to intimidate so many people.
"What you see is only the surface," the man said casually. "What I see is beneath!"
"Can you explain a bit further?"
"You'll understand in ti," the man replied softly. "For now, everything is just my speculation!"
"It's so frustrating, being all mysterious!" the woman complained, looking at the man with so resentnt.
The man didn't seem to mind the woman's attitude, instead changing the subject: "How is your training with Kazemago Shousi going?"
Kazemago Shousi, the master of the Ise Shrine in Fusang.
Previously, Kazemago Shousi was defeated and taken away by a mysterious man during a confrontation with Ye Xunhuan.
Obviously, this man was that mysterious figure, and the woman was the one who first ambushed Kazemago Shousi!
Hearing them ntion Kazemago Shousi, the woman imdiately snorted softly: "His skills are too difficult to master, I really don't understand how he manages it!"
"Nothing in this world is difficult if you set your mind to it; continue to learn from him when you return!"
"No, I won't learn anymore!"
"No!" the man's voice suddenly changed, becoming extrely stern, unlike the gentle tone before: "Since you've started learning, you must master it, or you won't be allowed out again next ti!"
Seeing the man's face slowly tighten, the woman felt dissatisfied but dared not defy him, reluctantly lowering her head!
Then the man said no more, turning directly to enter the submarine!
...…
At that mont, the mysterious man, after taking Ye Xunhuan and Qiu Ruoxi along, instructed to head towards the shore in the submarine.
The submarine's space was large enough to accommodate Ye Xunhuan and the others comfortably, with plenty of room left over.
Although the submarine was spacious, its decoration was quite ordinary, with little aside from a few seats.
The man had asked Ye Xunhuan to remove his shirt and handed Qiu Ruoxi a bottle of dicine for her to apply to Ye Xunhuan's wounds, then wrap them with white gauze.
Qiu Ruoxi handled Ye Xunhuan's wounds with great care, fearing she might hurt him. Seeing the scars crisscrossing his body, her heart ached.
Ye Xunhuan's wounds appeared like an ancient Mountain River Map, with old scars still present, now joined by new injuries, making him appear pieced together, a striking sight.
As Qiu Ruoxi dressed Ye Xunhuan's wounds, he gazed at the man and asked, "Was it you who saved last ti too?"
The man did not deny it, nodding affirmatively: "That's right!"
"Who are you, what's your relationship with my mother, and why did you save ?" Ye Xunhuan asked three questions in one breath!
"Who I am doesn't matter, you just need to know I'm not your enemy," the man said calmly. "I'm a friend of your mother, indebted to your parents. I promised your mother to help you in tis of need!"
Parents!
Upon hearing this word, Ye Xunhuan's expression changed because the man said parents, not just mother!
This ant that the man knew Ye Xunhuan's father.
In Ye Xunhuan's mory, he only had impressions of his mother Qin Fenghuang and none of his father.
No one had ever ntioned his father to him before. This man was the first to speak of him like this!
"You... you know my father?"
Ye Xunhuan's voice trembled with a hint of complexity!
In Ye Xunhuan's childhood, there was no father. Watching other children with fathers, playing on their fathers' shoulders, he once cried and demanded a father from Qin Fenghuang!
When others insulted him for having no one to raise him, he fought, whether he won or lost, he demanded a father from Qin Fenghuang!
But as he grew older, Ye Xunhuan gradually understood more and stopped ntioning the word father!
Moreover, the word slowly beca a luxury in Ye Xunhuan's life!
The man slowly turned his head, glanced casually at Ye Xunhuan, then nodded: "Yes, I know him!"
Hearing the man's words, an excited look appeared on Ye Xunhuan's face, and he almost instinctively asked: "Who is he, where is he?"
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