ALL NOVEL Chapter 70: Yun Xiu
New Volume is here: "Jia Ma Empire"
The honest Hun Xiu couldn't help but take out the mirror from the ring.
The man in the mirror wasn't ugly—quite the opposite.
He was very handsome, the kind of handsomeness that could take one's breath away. There was no need to wear a mask when going out.
"Father, this..." Hun Xiu was puzzled.
Hun Tiandi said calmly, "You should have seen it in the mirror. You are not ugly. You are very handsome."
"You're so handsome that you need to wear a mask when you go out."
"..."
Hun Xiu was stunned and bewildered.
Isn't it good to be handsome?
He had inherited his good looks from Hun Tiandi. Shouldn't he be proud?
Yet, here he was being asked to wear a mask when going out to hide his handsomeness. Was there any father like this?
If the son is handsome, shouldn't the father be proud?
Hun Tiandi looked at the stunned Hun Xiu and continued, "You should understand how much chaos your face will cause if you leave the Soul Clan and travel into the Continent."
"You must remember that you have a marriage contract. You should learn to only love yourself."
"At the very least, if you want to have affairs, you should wait until you've married the girl from the Gu family."
"Once we have the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade. You can play with whoever you like without any problem."
"But for now, you must love yourself."
[Gu Yuan: Curse you, Hun Tiandi! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. Do you even speak human language?]
"..."
When Hun Xiu heard Hun Tiandi's words, he was completely stunned. The earlier part sounded reasonable, but the latter?
Was this really his biological father?
Hun Xiu was not that kind of person.
Coming back to his senses, he said respectfully, "Xiu'er will love himself."
"Good."
Hun Tiandi said seriously, "Xiu'er, you must understand that our cooperation with the Ancient Clan will inevitably lead to a fallout one day. However, that day is not today."
"Xiu'er understands," Hun Xiu nodded solemnly.
"Go now."
"Yes."
"Xiu'er takes his leave." Hun Xiu bowed slightly and left.
Hun Tiandi watched Hun Xiu's departing figure. He knew his son had grown up too fast and was exceedingly handsome. He wasn't sure if this was a blessing or a curse for him.
A ball of black flame appeared beside Hun Tiandi, gradually forming into the figure of the Void Devouring Flame.
The Void Devouring Flame saw Hun Tiandi deep in thought and said, "Hun Tiandi, if you're reluctant to let him go, why not find another excuse to keep him?"
Hun Tiandi shook his head and continued watching Hun Xiu leave. "His wings have grown strong, and the Soul Clan can no longer keep him."
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Three months later.
A white horse, a white robe, a mask, a long sword, and a young man named Yun Xiu appeared in the Jia Ma Empire.
The white horse's fur was whiter than snow, and it had a pair of white wings, soaring through the sky.
Was this the legendary Dou Qi transforming into a horse?
In truth, it was a flying magic beast resembling a horse.
With a horn on its forehead, it was over twice the size of a horse in its previous life—a sixth-level magical beast called the Grass-Trampling Horse.
Below.
There was commotion.
Yun Xiu patted the back of his Grass-Trampling Horse, and it tactfully descended to the ground.
"With so many of you, do you think it's fun to bully a child?" Yun Xiu said in a deep voice, gripping his sword and looking at the group.
"This... who are you?"
"A sixth-level magical beast—damn!" A middle-aged man, dressed in luxurious robes, stared in shock at Yun Xiu's mount.
This middle-aged man, clearly the leader, was the strongest of the group.
Realizing the man's identity, the middle-aged man quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Senior, I am Nalan Su, patriarch of the Nalan family of the Jia Ma Empire."
This Grass-Trampling Horse was a legendary sixth-level magical beast, equivalent in strength to a Dou Huang expert.
For it to be someone's mount, it was clear this man was someone the Nalan family couldn't afford to offend.
"Hmm."
Yun Xiu frowned slightly beneath his mask.
He asked, "Nalan Su, do you have a daughter named Nalan Yanran?"
"..."
Nalan Su was stunned, wondering how Yun Xiu knew that.
After a moment, he nodded. "Yes, I do have a daughter named Nalan Yanran."
"I see," Yun Xiu murmured, "So it's true."
But Nalan Su was confused. How did this man know about his daughter? She had always stayed at home.
"You may leave," Yun Xiu waved his hand dismissively.
"..."
Relieved, Nalan Su quickly waved to a nearby girl in a white dress. "Yanran, come here. Let's go home."
"I... won't!" the girl stubbornly shook her head.
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, Yun Xiu glanced at the girl.
He thought, Is this Nalan Yanran?
Realization dawned on him.
What seemed like a group bullying a child turned out to be a misunderstanding.
Smiling bitterly beneath his mask, Yun Xiu shook his head and patted the Grass-Trampling Horse. "Let's go. It's a misunderstanding."
"Wait!" the girl shouted just as the horse was about to take off.
Yun Xiu looked back at her.
The girl, too, gazed at Yun Xiu, mesmerized.
What beautiful eyes, she thought, captivated by their depth and brilliance.
"Is there something you need?" Yun Xiu asked.
The girl appeared to be seven or eight years old, dressed in a moon-white gown, with twin ponytails and a delicate, fair face.
She embodied the charm of a typical loli.
"Save me," she said sweetly, looking at him with wide, pleading eyes.
Hearing this, Nalan Su's face darkened. He scolded, "Yanran, do you even understand what you're saying?"
Fearful of misunderstanding, Nalan Su quickly turned to Yun Xiu and bowed. "Senior, this is my daughter, Nalan Yanran. She's just a child. Please don't take her words to heart."
Yun Xiu ignored Nalan Su's apology and looked at the girl.
So this is Nalan Yanran, he said.