Upon hearing this, a sowhat lancholic expression slowly erged beneath Wen Yan’s mask.
Yes.
How did Wen Ping end up here?
The two places are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.
He’s probably still struggling to rise from the drastic change, isn’t he?
Suddenly losing his parents.
And losing his ho.
I wonder if he’s still mingling with that group of mischievous friends?
Those people may not be bad at heart, but they hinder his progress. I’ve reprimanded him nurous tis, but he never listened. Thinking back now, I should have been tougher and kept him on Yunlan Mountain.
If I had been more ruthless back then, Wen Ping might be able to make a na for himself in Cangwu City now.
"Thinking about it, what happened between your sister and was most unfair to him. He’s still just a child."
Wen Ping let out a sigh, then opened the door, allowing the red-robed woman to walk out first.
As she walked out, the red-robed woman shook her head helplessly and then stopped to remind him again, "Don’t worry. If my sister sent to rescue you, she surely arranged for soone to protect him. What you need to do now is to act convincingly. I’m not joking here. My sister has a purpose for sending to save you and take you to Heaven-Gazing Gorge. Don’t ss it up along the way. Otherwise, you’ll end up dead and dragging and my sister down too."
"I won’t act foolishly again."
Wen Yan nodded.
As he nodded, Wen Ping remained in his thoughts.
Xue’Er has sent soone to protect Wen Ping.
That’s good.
But upon leaving, who knows when we’ll et again?
Perhaps ten years...
Perhaps a lifeti of separation.
Because as long as he’s not strong enough, eting Wen Ping again only ans more danger for Wen Ping.
The Long Family values their bloodline greatly. If they discover it flows in a child from Heaven and Earth Lake, Wen Ping might not survive. He witnessed firsthand how deferential the Hundred Sects Alliance was in front of Long Xue’s brother.
Such a powerful person, if he learns of Wen Ping’s existence, the entire Hundred Sects Alliance might help search for Wen Ping.
Finding Wen Ping at East Lake could be a breeze.
After obtaining Wen Yan’s promise, the expression of the red-robed woman turned indifferent, "Let’s go, I was finally thinking of going for a walk, but now, thanks to you, I’ve lost all interest. Going back... going back..."
At that mont, a voice suddenly ca from below the auction house.
"Ladies and gentlen, I’m honored to represent Vast Treasures Auction House and announce so good news."
The voice of the blue-robed elder was as resonant as a bell.
These words instantly stirred up the entire auction hall.
"What’s the good news, Elder Li?"
"Could it be there’s another Three-Vortex Vortex Map?"
...
Amidst these voices, Li Bao chuckled, a self-deprecating smile.
"What’s the Three-Vortex Vortex Map... Everyone, our auction house has just acquired a Fierce Stone, and its size is imnse. With my experience, I believe it’s sothing you’ve never encountered in your mories."
"Really?"
"Just how big is this Fierce Stone?"
"Elder Li, please stop teasing us."
Many in the auction house couldn’t hold back, their curiosity itching inside.
At this ti, the red-robed woman who was originally about to leave also halted.
"A Fierce Stone... interesting. Just arrived and already caught a good show. I want to see just how big it is."
The red-robed woman turned back.
Just as she was about to enter the room, she hastily told Wen Yan, "Go call soone back. If there’s a need for the Fierce Stone during the auction, it’ll co in handy."
Wen Yan is her brother-in-law, using him in public is fine.
Using him as a slave in private, she wouldn’t dare.
"Yes."
Wen Yan turned and prepared to head downstairs.
At this ti, Wen Ping also got up and left the box, stepping towards his father.
Lightly, softly, Wen Ping followed Wen Yan downstairs.
In this mont, Wen Ping wanted to rush forward and shout ’father’ from behind. But he heard everything father and mother’s sister said in the box; father-son recognition absolutely can’t happen in public.
Originally, Wen Ping planned to rescue his father and take him back to the Immortal Sect, then wait for it to develop enough to stand before the Long Family.
But after hearing about mother’s plan, Wen Ping abandoned this idea.
Because no matter what, he couldn’t compete with his mother for a man.
Now Wen Ping wanted to approach and recognize him. He thought he’d need another opportunity, but the arrival of the blue-robed elder was tily.
Just as Wen Yan reached the stairway, Wen Ping hurried forward, grabbing his father’s right hand with his right hand.
Wen Yan was startled, quickly turning around.
At that instant, the eyes beneath the mask stared, wide like a bull’s eyes.
It seed as if sothing earth-shattering was happening before him.
Without speaking, Wen Ping turned to push open the door of the nearby private room, pulling his father inside. He then told the maid at the door, "Don’t let anyone co near. If anyone approaches, I won’t sell that stone."
The maid nodded quickly, just like a roly-poly toy.
With the door shut, Wen Ping turned around smiling, looked at his father with reddened eyes.
"Father."
Two words long bottled up in his heart slipped out.
Wen Yan could not believe anything before him; the young face resembled Wen Ping’s a lot, but he still dared not believe.
But when Wen Ping called out the word ’father,’ Wen Ping suddenly felt like his heart was beating like a drum, a fierce tremor, "Wen... Ping..."
"Father, it’s been a long ti." Wen Ping stepped forward to embrace his father, "I’m so happy to see you’re alright."
"Child, how did you end up here?"
Wen Ping actually ca to Vast City.
His feeling wasn’t wrong!
Wen Yan paused for a mont, then snapped back to reality, quickly looking around a couple of tis. He hurriedly dragged Wen Ping into the corner of the private room, making sure no one could see them through the window, and only then did he remove his mask.
For Wen Ping, seeing his familiar face reappear was a relief.
Wen Ping had once more than disliked it.
But now, seeing it again, Wen Ping felt genuinely moved.
However, seeing the paleness and weariness on his father’s face, Wen Ping imdiately felt a pang in his heart. The energetic father he once knew was now like a middle-aged man about to step into old age, drained of spirit.
The contrast was terrifying.
Wen Ping composed himself with renewed determination, then said, "Don’t bombard with questions the mont we reunite. Shouldn’t it be asking questions? You and mother suddenly disappeared that day, and when it followed with your appearance at Xuanse Lake, I searched but couldn’t find you. Luckily, I finally found you in Vast City."
Wen Ping tried to appear less emotional, even if it was an act, striving to put on a strong face.
At this mont, even shedding a single tear, Wen Ping understood, would add another layer of concern and sorrow in his father’s heart.
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