Cousins, this ti with an unspoken agreent, left one after the other.
Fang Che wore black clothes, steward Jinxing’s robe, covered with a large black cloak with dark gold patterns.
Whereas Ye ng was dressed in pure white, her slender waist adorned with a dark red belt; draped in a snow-white large cloak.
The people were in black and white, and so were the horses.
Handso and dashing, full of youthful vigor.
As they left the city, countless citizens cheered along the way: "Mr. Fang is back!"
"Mr. Fang, the World’s First King!"
"The World’s First King!"
The aftermath of the friendship battle would never fade in Baiyun State, as Mr. Fang is the Guardian of the Great Hall of Baiyun State!
King level first, what else would you call the World’s First King?
Fang Che smiled and cupped his hands in greeting from his horse along the way: "Going ho... hahaha, make way everyone, I’m going ho to flaunt my achievents..."
The laughter erupted all around.
Yet people automatically made way for a wide path.
"Go back and flaunt your achievents well!"
"That young lady is truly fortunate to be with Mr. Fang."
"Tch, have a look, is she just any ordinary pretty face? I’ve lived so long and never seen such a beautiful girl!"
"The way you say it... isn’t a fairy from the heavens the only one worthy of Mr. Fang? It’s only natural!"
"Beauty loves a hero."
"You don’t know anything, this young lady has been with Mr. Fang since before he rose to fa, don’t talk nonsense, or I’ll beat you up."
"...What did I say?"
Amid the clamor, Fang Che and Ye ng rode their horses out of the city.
This journey proved a saying to be true.
When a person encounters a joyous event, their spirit soars, and their horse gallops with delight.
Leaving the city, they galloped wildly, chasing each other, like black and white streaks crossing the landscape of green hills and clear water freely.
People like jade, horses like dragons, swiftly disappearing into the distance.
Galloping all the way.
They reached the place where Sun Yuan had died once more.
Fang Che and Ye ng, without coordinating, both stopped their horses.
Gazing at what was now a scene of flourishing flowers and lush green grass, the traces of blood and the past seed to have been forgotten by this world.
Fang Che let out a long sigh.
Ye ng looked for a long ti, recalling Sun Yuan’s earth-shattering roar from before, couldn’t help but sigh too, softly saying: "Young master, does your heart ache?"
Fang Che sat on his horse, took a deep breath, and said: "A bit lost, sowhat lancholic. It’s like having a vivid dream, and upon waking, no matter how real the dream was, the mories gradually beco blurry."
In front of him, it seed again as if Sun Yuan appeared, sitting on a deck chair, rocking back and forth, his face relaxed and contented, saying: "...Within our Demon Sect, betraying each other is nothing out of the ordinary."
Fang Che closed his eyes.
After a long ti, he opened his eyes and said: "Let’s go."
The two horses galloped away swiftly, disappearing into the distance.
Leaving behind the green grass swaying in the wind, and the wildflowers smiling brilliantly.
Vast and lonely.
...
The Fang Family in Bibo City had long been overflowing with guests since the news of Fang Che’s participation and championship spread, the Fang Family was bustling as if it were a market, with people coming and going.
All this while, Fang Zhenghang’s face was stiff from smiling.
But, even if there were no one around, he still wanted to laugh heartily three tis, it was because he felt too happy inside!
Radiant with joy.
He looked as if he were a decade younger.
"Ah hahaha, Fang Che, he is my nephew, my real nephew."
"My sister’s biological son, is he not my nephew?"
"Speaking of when he was young, hahaha... I must tell you, Che is a good child, with a strong sense of self-esteem, whatever he did, it had to be better than others, always held a much higher standard for himself even as a child..."
"You say that? Yes, when Che was young, there were indeed a few months when he was quite clueless, but there was nothing to be done, the child is smart and sensitive, he thinks a lot, I once said, didn’t I say, our big family, would it fail to accommodate a headstrong child?"
"No need to worry, nor deliberately discipline him, once he’s grown and understands, things will naturally improve. Even a stone can be ward by one’s hands, let alone a human heart?"
"Sure enough, this child is diligent, look at him, in just a few months, he’s beco so understanding, obedient, skilled, and capable... hahaha, that’s why they say, educating a child requires strategy and thods... not just brute force. You need to understand what the child is thinking, and also understand their stubbornness. Is a child’s stubbornness without reason? Isn’t it right? Actually, children are more pure than us adults, their aims for stubbornly doing sothing are quite pure, aren’t they?"
"Now that Fang Che has made a na for himself, of course, I’m happy. What? He doesn’t recognize ? Hahaha... Nonsense, even if he becos the Lord of the Continent, he’s still my nephew! Besides, Che’s nature is pure and honest, kind and well-read, how could he not recognize his uncle? See this robe I’m wearing? Can it be found in Bibo City? My nephew sent it to !"
"See the liquor in my storehouse? My nephew gave it to !"
"See... my nephew gave it!"
"See..."
Fang Zhenghang proudly flaunted.
"Compared to the eldest son and nephew, how does it stack up?" soone asked.
"Ah, Qingyun is also a good child, though his achievents aren’t as high as Che’s, but he is good-hearted, filial, honest, reliable. Besides, Che achieving greatness is because his mother and father are skilled by nature, Qingyun was held back by ..."
Fang Zhenghang sighed, yet laughed.
Fang Qingyun, who had just hurried back, felt moved after hearing these words. Deeply feeling the old father’s recognition and love for him, he couldn’t help but rush forward: "Father! I’m back!"
He dismounted and dashed forward.
Fang Zhenghang laughed: "Look at that, speaking of my son, and here he cos, everyone please retreat, I shall first speak with my son."
He took his son to the back hall.
Pointing at the ancestral tablets.
Fang Zhenghang’s face was stern as frost: "Kneel down! You brat! You’ve got the nerve to co back!"
Thud.
Fang Qingyun knelt on the ground, his face bewildered, eyes dazed: "???"
What happened, just now I heard you praising , with a tone of relief and pride, obviously satisfied with ...
Why suddenly... did it turn like this? What did I do?
"Good-for-nothing, look at your cousin, then look at you!"
Fang Zhenghang said angrily: "You’ve been at the Martial Arts Academy from the bottom, your cousin went and imdiately beca champion; you haven’t made progress for years, your cousin now can represent the continent and win! What about you?"
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