Along the way, Wang Baole wanted to ask about the mask, but he knew that it was a serious matter. He felt that it wasn't safe to discuss it outside, so he held himself back. He planned to ask after drinking with his father at night.
Not long after, the father and son reached home. Returning to the place where he grew up, Wang Baole, who had left Phoenix City with great ambitions a year ago, felt a sense of familiarity.
Due to his father's archaeological work, the place where Wang Baole's family lived was considered pretty good in Phoenix City. It was a small courtyard with its own entrance.
Although in terms of value, it couldn't be compared to ordinary houses in Ethereal City, it was still considered well-off in Phoenix City.
As soon as he entered the house, Wang Baole smelled the aroma of food. His eyes lit up as he took off his shoes and ran over. He saw his mother walking over with a plate of red braised pork.
"Mom, I'm back!" Wang Baole cheered and went forward to hug his mother.
"Child, slow down." Wang Baole's mother looked to be in her forties. Although there were some shallow crow's feet on her face, one could still tell that she was beautiful when she was young. At that moment, her eyes were filled with love. After putting down the plate in her hand, she pulled Wang Baole to the dining table and patted Wang Baole's head. Her heart ached for him.
"Baole, you've lost weight. Eat more." As she spoke, Wang Baole's mother picked up a large piece of red braised pork and placed it in Wang Baole's bowl.
His father, who was taking off his shoes at the side, pursed his lips and shook his head. He felt that Wang Baole's inability to lose weight had too much to do with his wife's doting.
Soon, the family of three sat at the dining table. After asking Wang Baole about his life over the past year, Wang Baole's father took out a bottle of wine and drank with Wang Baole.
"Baole, eat less and drink more. Do you understand?"
"Come, Old Wang, let your son offer you a toast. In the future, our family can rely on me. You can take a break. Don't always go out digging. It's too dangerous."
Upon hearing Wang Baole's words, Wang Baole's father scolded him jokingly. This child still couldn't tell the difference between archaeology and grave robbing, but he felt warmth in his heart as he drank it in one gulp.
Looking at the father and son, Wang Baole's mother felt satisfied. Her eyes were filled with gentleness, as though the two men were her entire world.
"Mom, I'm awesome......... and I. I'm the only Head Prefect of our Dao college's Dharmic armament!" flaunting to himself, Wang Baole took a big mouthful of red braised pork..
"Our Baole has been smart and handsome since he was young. It's only natural that he became Head Prefect. By the way, Baole, what's a Head Prefect?" Wang Baole's mother smiled as she picked up another piece of meat for Wang Baole and asked curiously.
Wang Baole patiently explained to his mother what a Head Prefect was. Soon, Wang Baole's mother was astonished. Even Wang Baole's father had a look of disbelief.
"I was wondering why the City Lord brought so many people to visit us some time ago. So our Baole is that impressive." Wang Baole's mother joked with a smile. She told Wang Baole that the City Lord and Deputy City Lord of Phoenix City had visited them several times over the past few months. Every time they came, they would show concern and send many gifts.
"Deputy City Lord? Well, his son is now my subordinate. "Wang Baole raised his right hand proudly and waved the bracelet on his wrist in front of his parents.
"Let's not talk about that. Look, this is a storage bracelet. I answered the Upper Academy Elder's question and he gave it to me as a reward." With that, Wang Baole took out a lot of Ice Spirit Water, pills, and some Dharma artifacts and gave them to his parents.
"This is our Dao College's specialty, Ice Spirit Water. It's very delicious, try it.
"Also, keep these pills. I bought them from the Dao College's Alchemy faculty. They strengthen your body and cure all kinds of illnesses. Mom, you're not in good health, so eat more. Dad, bring some with you every time you go to archeology. I'll exchange them for better ones the next time I come back.
"Also, these Dharma artifacts were all made by me. Dad, these are for you. Mom, take these and wear them."
Wang Baole's parents felt warmth in their hearts when they saw how Wang Baole had left home to pursue his studies for a year and how filial he was. A warm atmosphere permeated the family of three.
The meal lasted for a long time. Wang Baole recounted every detail of his life in the past year, except for a few things that he didn't want his parents to worry about. In the end, Wang Baole's mother smiled as she cleared away the dishes.
"Don't always bicker with Du Min. I think she's a good child. Also, that Zhou Xiaoya you mentioned just now, bring her home for me to take a look."
"No problem, I'll bring you one every year. It won't be the same." Wang Baole had a little too much to drink. He lifted his small neck and said proudly.
"Baole, you're quite capable." Wang Baole's mother glared at him. Beside her, Wang Baole's father smiled and picked up his wine glass. He seemed to be reminiscing about his youth.
"That's right, Mom. I learned all this from Dad." Wang Baole coughed dryly. His words almost caused his father to spit out a mouthful of wine. He hurriedly explained, and only after a long while did he manage to resolve the matter. He turned to glare at Wang Baole.
Wang Baole chuckled and quickly filled his father's glass. As the father and son drank, Wang Baole thought for a moment. He knew that the black mask had an extraordinary background. If there was even the slightest possibility of danger, he didn't want his parents to be involved. Therefore, he didn't tell them about it and instead asked them indirectly.
"You're talking about the mask you stole? Hmph, little brat, I haven't caused you any trouble yet. Fine, fine. If you like it, then take it. "
"This mask … Let me think. Last year, I went out with an archeological team and found it in a ruin under the Five Fingers Mountain in the Pond Cloud Rainforest. After I came back, I checked it and found that it wasn't a Spirit Qi fragment, so it had no value. Therefore, I spent money to buy it and wanted to study it. Before I could study it, it was stolen by you." Wang Baole's father was a little drunk, so his speech was a little slurred. However, he still managed to tell them the origin of the mask.
Wang Baole asked about the specific location of the ruin and whether there were other fragments of the mask. After getting the answer, he knew that there was only one mask. After helping his drunk father back to his room, he returned to his own house. He lay there, looked at the moon outside the window, and fell into deep thought.
"Pond Cloud Rainforest …" Wang Baole felt that he seemed to have a special affinity with the Pond Cloud Rainforest. At this moment, he outlined the location that his father described in his mind. After confirming the general location, he planned to find a chance to take a look alone when he was stronger.
A silent night passed. Soon, half a month passed.
During this half a month, Wang Baole mostly stayed at home to accompany his parents. Even if he went out occasionally, it was to accompany his mother to buy groceries or to play with his father at the archeological team.
His life seemed to be no different from the holidays before he entered the Dao College. Wang Baole felt that this was quite comfortable. At his request, his parents ate some of the elixirs that he brought back. Whether it was their body or their appearance, there were some changes. Even their spirits seemed to be much better.
This made Wang Baole very happy. He had given many of his Dharmic artifacts to his parents. Under his heavy protection, even if Old Wang were to encounter ferocious beasts at the Physical Seal realm, he would be able to protect himself to a certain extent.
A few days later, at noon, Wang Baole, who had just finished his meal and was lying on his small bed rubbing his stomach, received a notice for a class reunion.
It wasn't a class reunion from the Dao College. Instead, it was a class reunion organized by the basic school that he had studied in before he entered the Dao College.
"A reunion?" Wang Baole sat up from his small bed. Looking at the voice transmission ring, his eyes lit up. He hurriedly got up, changed his clothes, and with anticipation in his heart, he greeted his mother and left the house.
This was Wang Baole's first class reunion after he graduated from the basic school. The venue of the reunion was deliberately arranged by the organizer. It was at the premier elegant winery in Phoenix City.
When he arrived at the winery, Wang Baole saw Du Min who had also just arrived. Compared to the uniform uniform in the Dao College, Du Min was now wearing fashionable clothes. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, and she looked fresh and beautiful. After noticing Wang Baole, Du Min habitually glared at him.
"Hey, Baner, why are you always glaring at me? I didn't provoke you today!" Wang Baole couldn't take it anymore.
Du Min didn't know why, but whenever she saw Wang Baole, she couldn't help but glare at him. When she heard what he said, she snorted, raised her head, and walked past Wang Baole like a proud little peacock.
"As expected, small breasts mean small hearts!" Wang Baole muttered to himself. He walked into the winery and saw a half-closed private room in the main hall. It was filled with people who were chatting and laughing with each other.
That was especially so for a youth who was dressed in formal attire and looked very stylish. At that moment, he raised his hand as if he was passing judgment, and his laughter was even louder. After noticing Wang Baole and Du Min, the youth turned his head to look. His gaze swept past Wang Baole, and his eyes lit up when he saw Du Min.
"Class Rep, you're finally here." The young man smiled and gestured for the people around him to move aside. He seemed very enthusiastic, but when he saw Wang Baole, he just nodded and ignored him.
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