Last ti I ca, I didn’t et them. I can’t not et them again this ti, can I?
"They’re here, they’re here."
"Let’s go, I’ll take you."
Yan Botao said with a smile.
"Thank you." Li Hengsheng nodded, then took a deep breath, a hint of expectation in his eyes.
Under the silent dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the secluded path.
Shadows of trees covered the blue stone slabs of the forest path, stretching into the distance as if endless.
The late autumn wind blew, and the rustling leaves sounded like a symphony brought by the autumn wind, always giving a sense of lancholy.
Wu Santong followed behind Li Hengsheng and found that since he saw Li Hengsheng yesterday until now, there was almost no smile on Li Hengsheng’s face.
Only a trace of fatigue and indifference.
Lord Zhou being an undercover of the Longevity Sect was no longer a secret, it had spread almost throughout the Mountain Ancient Land, causing many to curse him behind his back. Even disciples who previously had good relationships with Lord Zhou began to distance themselves.
Wu Santong thought that perhaps this was why Li Hengsheng was in such a bad mood.
After all, the good relationship between Lord Zhou and Li Hengsheng was known throughout the Mountain Ancient Land.
But what Wu Santong didn’t know was that Li Hengsheng’s heavy heart was not solely because of Lord Zhou.
"It’s just ahead."
At this mont, Yan Botao said, "The small courtyard ahead is where your father lives."
"Clan Leader Yan." Li Hengsheng looked at Yan Botao and said, "The three of us who ca together may need to stay overnight. Is that convenient?"
"Of course, the Yan family has plenty of houses, you can rest assured, I’ll make sure to arrange it for you." Yan Botao laughed, "You go find your father, I’ll leave you to your family reunion. I have so clan matters to attend to, I’ll leave now."
"Thank you, Clan Leader Yan." Li Hengsheng clasped his fists in a salute.
"I told you, just call Uncle Yan, you’re still so formal." Yan Botao chuckled and then left.
Watching Yan Botao leave, Wu Santong said in surprise, "Senior Brother Li, Yan Botao is a clan leader of the Yan family and the president of the Evergreen Comrce Association, isn’t it strange how he acts like a servant before you, so obsequious?"
"Maybe because I’m a direct disciple of the Mountain Ancient Land?"
Li Hengsheng glanced and said, "If he knew I left the Mountain Ancient Land to beco an Inspector at the National Guardian Mansion, facing great danger and possibly not returning, perhaps his attitude toward would change, wouldn’t it?"
Wu Santong nodded thoughtfully, having seen enough of the warmth and coldness of human nature.
Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, Li Hengsheng cald himself, then stepped inside.
Li Changqing’s courtyard was very elegant, even the shrubs were neatly trimd.
Walking here, there was a sense of comfort.
From a distance, Li Hengsheng saw a figure busy with sothing.
Having not seen his father for a long ti, Li Hengsheng hurried up, his excitent tinged with a sense of unfamiliarity.
Because his father had changed so much.
From a scoundrel father to a loving one.
When the happiness once longed for beca within reach, Li Hengsheng felt a bit of fear and unfamiliarity.
Afraid it was a dream.
Not seen for a long ti, Li Changqing’s back looked sowhat different from mory.
Father was thinner.
In the years he was gone, living alone must have been hard for his father too.
For a mont, Li Hengsheng felt he was truly unfilial, leaving without a word, not returning for so many years. Perhaps when his father was bullied outside, he didn’t even have a son to support him.
With a thud.
Li Hengsheng knelt down: "Unfilial son Li Hengsheng has returned."
After speaking, Li Hengsheng heavily kowtowed to the ground.
The figure turned around.
Li Hengsheng slowly raised his head to see the sowhat dumbfounded Zhang Fuguang holding a large pair of shears, looking at him in surprise.
Li Hengsheng was also dumbfounded, who is this person?
"Are you the young master? Your father is cooking in the kitchen." Zhang Fuguang pointed towards the direction of the kitchen not far away.
"Oh, oh, sorry about that." Li Hengsheng quickly got up.
He had just been too excited, not having seen Li Changqing for many years, mistaking Zhang Fuguang’s back for his father’s and imdiately knelt down.
He was a bit too hasty.
Behind him, Wu Santong’s face was flushed.
He wanted to laugh but felt it wouldn’t be right.
His senior brother was just too endearing.
Li Hengsheng looked towards the kitchen, where the sounds of cooking were coming from.
Usually, when Li Changqing and the others ate, the food was prepared by the mansion’s cook, but knowing Li Hengsheng was returning today, Li Changqing decided to cook a al himself for him.
To let his son taste his cooking.
Li Hengsheng walked towards the kitchen, standing at the doorway, slling a fragrant aroma wafting out. Looking in, he saw Li Changqing cooking inside.
It was his father.
Li Changqing’s figure matched the Li Changqing in Li Hengsheng’s mory.
At this mont, Li Changqing was wearing an apron, standing before the stove, flipping the food in the pan. Under the intense flas, Li Changqing raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his face. Though lacking in image, Li Hengsheng couldn’t help but feel like crying.
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