Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation From afar, Ye Wei's gaze fell on Ye Wuchen. After a while, he saw Ningxue on his right and Oculum on his left. His last shred of doubt disappeared. Before he came here, he did not dare to tell his wife or his father because he was worried that if he recognized the wrong person, the surprise would be even greater disappointment. He swung his arm violently, almost drawing a bloody groove on the horse's rump. His tiger-like eyes were covered with a mist of excitement and extreme joy.
What was a surprise?
Three years ago, it was a bolt from the blue. Three years of misery and suffering. The Yeh family had been gloomy and gloomy for three years. So what if the family was prosperous? So what if they had countless military achievements? His Yeh family's bloodline had been severed. There were no descendants. However, three years later, the huge surprise that he had experienced once again miraculously appeared again. This time, the surprise was ten times, a hundred times greater than the last time. When he thought of his father's despair and his wife's tears, he wanted to throw his head back and laugh. At the same time, he wanted to burst into tears.
However, as a father, how could he cry in front of his son? He held it in and let the wind blow on his face to dry the mist of tears that he had just condensed.
When the horse was right in front of him, he did not have time to wait for it to come to a stop. He jumped off the horse and landed on the ground. He rushed to Ye Wuchen and held his shoulders with both hands. His threatening eyes were fixed on Ye Wuchen's face. "Chen Er, is it really you?"
"It's me. I'm back." Ye Wuchen smiled and raised his left hand that was wearing the God of Sword's ring. "In this world, no one can pretend to be me."
"Chen 'er …" He tried his best to control his emotions. At this time, his eyes were still blurred by tears. He obviously had too much to say, but in this situation, he was speechless and choked. His arms that were pressed on Ye Wuchen's shoulders were shaking violently, just like his trembling heart.
"Three years ago, I paid a visit to the King of Hell. The King of Hell said that even if the Yeh family had to die, they had to die on the battlefield. Hence, he sent me back today." Ye Wuchen said with a smile. The expression of the man in front of him, as well as his tears, made his heart throb. The man's tears were too precious, but for the sake of his son, he was not stingy.
Perhaps, in this life, he could not bear to tell him that he was not his son. Just someone pretending to be his son. This fatherly love was too precious for him to repay.
Therefore, he could only use another method to become his "son".
"Father, these are my two friends. He's called Cold Cliffs. You know, he's called Chu Jingtian. He's the grandson of the God of Swords, Chu Cang Ming. We've known each other for a long time." Ye Wuchen introduced with a smile.
If it was in the past, when Ye Wei heard the words "grandson of the God of Swords, Chu Cang Ming", his heart would definitely be shaken. But at this time, he did not even look at Chu Jingtian. The word "father" attracted all of his attention. He could no longer care about the words that followed.
"You're finally … willing to call me father."
"You're my father." Ye Wuchen replied. He thought of that night when he and Ye Shuiyao stood under the moon and bowed to the heavens and earth. Under the witness of the heavens, the earth, and the moon, they became husband and wife. From that moment on, her parents became his parents. He could finally call him father with a clear conscience.
Ye Wei nodded heavily. The two looked at each other and smiled.
Ye Wei stood up straight and looked up at the sky. It was as if he was waiting for his tears to dry, but it also seemed like he was using his heart to thank God for his kindness. He could see that Ye Wuchen's body was frighteningly weak at the moment, but this was not important. He was back. As long as he was back, everything was fine.
A carriage finally caught up with them after a bumpy ride. Ye Wuchen said, "Father, let's go home and talk. I miss home."
Ye Wei nodded heavily. Home … Without Ye Wuchen's Yeh family, it really could not be called a family.
Ye Wuchen got into the carriage with the help of Chu Jingtian. Ningxue and Oculum also walked in one after another. Ningxue turned around and said, "Brother Daniu, the wheelchair is very important to me. You can't lose it."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. It's just a few pieces of wood." Chu Jingtian patted his chest. There were still some tears in the corners of his eyes. Just now, Ye Wei and Ye Wuchen only exchanged a few words, but he had already felt too many things from it. Men did not need to talk too much. A few words, a few looks, and a few expressions were really enough. For a person like him who had no father, his feelings could be said to be sour, bitter, and envious at the same time.
"You two are Chen 'er's friends, so you are our Yeh family's distinguished guests. Please get on the horse." Ye Wei asked the two soldiers who followed him to get off the horse and greeted Chu Jingtian and Cold Cliffs politely.
Chu Jingtian waved his hand and said, "Uncle, don't be so polite. It may be faster for us to walk."
Cold Cliffs also nodded lightly.
Ye Wei did not insist anymore. He nodded slightly and got on the horse. With a soft shout, he sped off.
When they were far away, Chu Jingtian lifted the wheelchair and muttered softly, "Oh? What kind of wood is this? It's actually so hard. It feels like steel. " He did not think too much about it. Instead, he said solemnly, "Ice-cube face, do you know why I'm always slower than you? I understand now. It's because my body is much heavier than yours. Do you dare to carry this? Let's compete again. "
Cold Cliffs glanced at him. With a sweep of his right hand, he snatched the wheelchair from Chu Jingtian's hands at lightning speed. He easily grabbed it in his hands like he was holding a piece of grass. He said calmly, "I'll give you ten seconds."
"Remember what you said." Chu Jingtian did not waste any time. He took a deep breath and pulled out the Azure Sea Sword from his back. He swung it forward and shouted, "Sword God Technique — Shadowless Light Sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped up and stepped on the blade of the sword. Just like that, his tall and sturdy body stepped on the sword and flew away at a low altitude. In the blink of an eye, he was far away, leaving a sapphire blue trail behind him.
As expected, Cold Cliffs waited in place for ten seconds. Then, with a cold snort of disdain, he shifted his feet, and his body turned into a gray shadow, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
With a "chi" sound, a figure covered in blue light flashed past him, startling the galloping horse for a moment.
Not long after, there was another "whoosh" sound. A gray wind blew past him.
Looking at the two figures chasing after him, Ye Wei praised, "As expected of the son of the God of War and the grandson of the God of Swords! At such a young age, you're already so shocking. "
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The news of Ye Wuchen's return did not spread, but the Yeh family was whispering to each other, but no one disturbed Ye Nu. Wang Wenshu stood at the gate, pacing back and forth anxiously. Her hands were sometimes crossed, and sometimes placed behind her. In the end, she did not know where to put them. Her heart was beating so violently that she could clearly hear the "thump, thump, thump" sound.
When she received the news, she almost fainted.
At this moment, her heart was filled with an incomparably strong desire and an even stronger fear. Every second that passed was an unbearable torment for her.
She had always been a bitter mother. Since she was young, she had to take care of and protect her weak and sickly son. She had also suffered the pain of losing her son twice in succession. But … she kept calling out in her heart. As long as her son could really come back, she was willing to suffer even if she had to live a short life.
The sound of hooves approached, and a horse galloped over. It was Ye Si, who went with Ye Wei. He jumped off the horse at the gate, and before Wang Wenshu asked, he respectfully shouted, "Madam, Master asked me to tell Madam that it's young master without a doubt. He and Miss Ningxue are safe and sound, and will be back soon. Master was afraid that Madam would be worried, so he asked me to rush over to report first. "
Tears gushed out of Wang Wenshu's eyes all of a sudden. She hugged her maid, Little Green, and burst into tears. After a short while, Little Green's clothes were soaked.
"Madam, young master is back. Madam should be happy." Little Green's eyes were red, and she clumsily comforted her.
Wang Wenshu didn't say a word. She just kept crying until she couldn't speak.
As they waited anxiously, Ye Wuchen's carriage finally arrived at the gate of the Yeh family. Lifting the curtain and looking at the big "Ye" character on the gate, Ye Wuchen's heart was full of melancholy. He hugged Ningxue and Oculum tightly, and whispered, "After three years, we're finally home again."
The curtain was suddenly lifted, revealing Wang Wenshu's tear-stained face. Ye Wuchen looked at her and said softly, "Mother, I'm back."
Wang Wenshu's whole body shook violently. She staggered and desperately got into the carriage. She held Ye Wuchen tightly in her arms and burst into tears, completely ignoring that they were still on the street.
Around them, more and more people stopped to watch, and their faces were full of shock and disbelief. It was also at this moment that the news of Ye Wuchen's return spread very quickly, causing a stir in all directions.
Listening to the tearful cries, Chu Jingtian muttered in jealousy, "Having parents is happiness, sigh."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cold Cliffs rushed into the Yeh family's gate without saying a word. Chu Jingtian subconsciously wanted to hold him, but when he reached out halfway, he resentfully withdrew his hand. "Ice Face also has a mother. He should have gone to find his mother. Sigh, I'm alone again."
He clenched his fists and growled in a low voice, "In your next life, you must be reincarnated as a man with a mother!"
When Ye Wuchen was helped out of the carriage by Chu Jingtian, the clothes on his chest had been wet by Wang Wenshu's tears. He enjoyed and was grateful for this purest and most selfless love. When he sat in a wheelchair and was pushed into the house by Ningxue and Oculum, Wang Wenshu was stunned. She asked in a trembling voice, "Chen'Er, your leg..."
Ye Wei patted her on the shoulder, shook his head and said softly, "It's not his leg. He exhausted all his strength in the battle in the Great Wind Kingdom and can't recover. He is very weak now, and he will always be weak in the future. Just like, just like before he was 16 years old. "
Wang Wenshu was stunned for a while, and then said absentmindedly, "That's... good. In this way, he doesn't have to bear such a big responsibility, and he won't run around. In the future, I will guard him at home every day. No one can hurt our Chen'Er again. "
Ye Wei nodded. It had happened twice, and they could no longer bear another time.
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