Chapter 417
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In the Dark Soul Hall, within a spacious and luxurious room, Xu Qiuyuan clung to his father, Xu Wenyuan, and couldn’t help but demand, “Father, what on earth is going on? You have to explain this to me clearly!”
Xu Wenyuan, busy with his affairs, saw his son’s anxious expression and couldn’t help but ask, “What’s the matter? Arranging a better position for Uncle Ye isn’t also a way for Ye Wushuang to teach you properly?”
“Father, stop treating me like a three-year-old!” Xu Qiuyuan immediately retorted. “Just teaching me formations by Wushuang doesn’t warrant all of this; there must be some other hidden reason!”
Xu Wenyuan paused his work, stepped in front of his son, and smiled, “Indeed, there is something else, but it’s not convenient to tell you for now.”
“Father, are you still keeping secrets from me?” Xu Qiuyuan pressed.
Xu Wenyuan chuckled and continued, “If you really want to know, I’m not saying I won’t tell you, but you must keep it confidential—it’s of great importance!”
“Okay,” Xu Qiuyuan nodded.
With that, Xu Wenyuan slowly untied his robe and removed the veil from his face.
Xu Qiuyuan stared at his father in front of him, completely stunned for a moment.
“Father, you…”
At this moment, Xu Wenyuan looked to be in his early thirties, with a chiseled face, peerless demeanor, and a countenance that was flawless and strikingly handsome—there wasn’t a single scar left.
This was his father’s true appearance.
So handsome!
Xu Wenyuan then said, “It’s not just me; Uncle Wang and Uncle Lei have also recovered. But for now, we absolutely cannot let this secret out.”
“I understand!” Xu Qiuyuan was overjoyed and couldn’t help but step forward, touch his father’s face, and hug him tightly.
It was really true.
No one understood better than Xu Qiuyuan the pain his father had endured day and night.
Though his father always hid it from him, there were several nights when he had secretly heard the muffled roars coming from his father’s room.
The pain that even a Tian Gang–level powerhouse couldn’t bear must have been utterly heart-wrenching.
“Wonderful!” Xu Qiuyuan was ecstatic, his hands trembling as he immediately declared, “I’m going to find Wushuang!”
“Where to?” Xu Wenyuan asked.
“To thank him!” Xu Qiuyuan said matter-of-factly. “He taught me formations and healed Father; I should go and thank him.”
Watching his son leave, Xu Wenyuan sighed and said with a bitter smile, “Foolish child, the grace of our lord is something we can never fully repay in this lifetime…”
On the other side, Xu Qiuyuan arrived directly at the Ye Mansion.
Inside the mansion, Ye Qingfeng, Liu Yuemei, Ye Wushuang, and Ye Feifei were all sitting at the table, having their meal.
Seeing Xu Qiuyuan arrive, Ye Qingfeng politely said, “Qiuyuan, just in time, join us for dinner.”
Hearing this, Ye Feifei looked anxious.
The delicious food on the table wasn’t enough for her alone; with an extra Xu Qiuyuan, she would have to eat less!
But with a thud, Xu Qiuyuan knelt down in front of Ye Wushuang, kowtowed three times, and then clasped his hands, saying earnestly, “Young Master Ye, thank you!”
Seeing this scene, Liu Yuemei and Ye Qingfeng were both stunned.
Ye Wushuang, however, narrowed his eyes and asked, “Did your father send you?”
“No,” Xu Qiuyuan replied directly. “This is my heartfelt gratitude.”
Ye Wushuang slowly said, “Get up!”
But Xu Qiuyuan straightened his back and remained kneeling, saying, “You taught me formations and saved my father. I really…”
“I said get up!”
In the next moment, Ye Wushuang’s tone suddenly turned stern.
Xu Qiuyuan was taken aback.
Ye Wushuang continued, “Neither you nor your father owes me anything. Get up; I don’t like it when people kneel to me!”
Ye Qingfeng quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, “Yes, yes, I even had the audacity to seek a position at your Dark Soul Hall. Get up, get up…”
Seeing that Ye Wushuang seemed angered, Xu Qiuyuan was even more puzzled.
