"It's you?"
Uncle Zhao stopped in his tracks and frowned as he looked at Qin Yi. "Why are you here?"
Uncle Zhao was as cold as ever. It was obvious that even though he had a good impression of Qin Yi, his appearance here still put him in a bad mood.
However, Qin Yi obviously did not have the time to care about that. "Uncle Zhao, I've come to find you because I've been entrusted by someone. I have no choice but to do so. Please forgive me if I've disturbed you. "
Uncle Zhao was not a stupid person. He immediately understood what was going on after hearing Qin Yi's words. "I should've known that handing the badge to you wouldn't escape their eyes. Tell me, how do they want you to persuade me to go back? "
Qin Yi was slightly startled. From the other party's tone, he could tell that Uncle Zhao seemed to be somewhat resistant to returning to the Zhao family.
However, no matter what Uncle Zhao's attitude was, Qin Yi could not possibly turn around and go back.
He took out the brocade pouch that Third Elder had given him from his Storage Ring and said to Uncle Zhao, "This is the brocade pouch that Third Elder of the Zhao family asked me to give to you. Before he left, he told me that after reading the brocade pouch, it's entirely up to you whether you want to leave or not."
Uncle Zhao lifted his gaze and glanced at Qin Yi. He did not reject it directly but took the brocade pouch from Qin Yi's hands.
Uncle Zhao opened the brocade pouch and took out a piece of brocade that was filled with words.
As for the content, Qin Yi had no idea. Although he was curious, he would not disregard etiquette and peek.
Uncle Zhao picked up the piece of brocade and read it seriously.
Qin Yi could clearly see that as his gaze moved, Uncle Zhao's expression gradually changed.
However, the coldness on his face remained the same.
Towards the end, the coldness on his face became thicker and thicker.
Qin Yi was shocked and said, "Could it be that the content of this letter is criticizing Uncle Zhao?"
On the way, Qin Yi had his own guesses. A person could leave the family for a hundred years and never return. Obviously, there must be a gap between him and the family.
Now, the family wanted Uncle Zhao to return. According to Qin Yi's guess, he must be trying to persuade him with kind words.
But looking at Uncle Zhao's expression now, the contents of the letter were definitely not as such.
Soon, Uncle Zhao finished reading the contents of the silk scroll. With a pinch of his fingers, the silk book immediately burned and turned into ashes.
After he finished reading, the coldness on Uncle Zhao's face deepened.
The expression on Uncle Zhao's face seemed to be telling Qin Yi that he refused to go back with Qin Yi.
Qin Yi was naturally unwilling to see such an outcome.
His life, on the other hand, was not important. On the contrary, it was Ning Qiancheng and Lu Yu who were about to be in danger. This made Qin Yi somewhat unwilling.
Ning Qiancheng had just regained his freedom, but before he could show his ambition, he became a prisoner.
As for Lu Yu, she was equally miserable. His Hongyan Xiaoya was waiting for him to refine the Reversion Pill to save her life. Now that he had gathered all the materials, he was unable to refine it. For Lu Yu, this was almost unbearable pain.
However, Qin Yi would not tell Uncle Zhao about this and begged him to go back with him.
After all, he and Uncle Zhao had only met by chance. What right did he have to use his friendship to bind Uncle Zhao?
Moreover, Uncle Zhao was also his friend. Uncle Zhao had such a reaction when he saw the letter in the silk pouch. Clearly, this was not a good thing for him.
Uncle Zhao might face pain when he returned. Why would Qin Yi force Uncle Zhao to go back with him?
"I can think of another way for Brother Lu and Senior Brother Ning. This goes against my principles and I will not do it. "
Suddenly, Qin Yi clenched his fists and prepared to turn to leave.
"Wait."
Uncle Zhao's voice suddenly sounded from behind. Uncle Zhao seemed to have calmed down after a brief moment of thought. At this moment, his voice was exceptionally calm. "Wait for me for a moment."
Qin Yi's eyes widened as he looked at Uncle Zhao in shock. "Uncle Zhao, I have no intention of forcing or threatening you. You don't have to force yourself to return to the family you don't want to return to. "
Uncle Zhao's gaze was extraordinarily calm as he said indifferently, "I'm not going back with you entirely because of you. Some things cannot be washed away by time. I only want to understand things when I return. "
Uncle Zhao's attitude was somewhat unpredictable to Qin Yi. But at the same time, he felt a trace of admiration for Uncle Zhao. Sometimes, courage alone was not enough to face problems head-on.
"Wait for a moment."
With that, Uncle Zhao turned and walked away.
He did not enter the thatched cottage to pack his things, but instead walked straight to the grave.
Uncle Zhao stood there calmly, but Qin Yi could see a trace of reluctance in his eyes. It was as if standing in front of him was not a grave, but a living person.
This person also looked at Uncle Zhao reluctantly, but did not say anything. Just like Uncle Zhao, he silently stood there.
After a long while, Uncle Zhao extended his palm and gently placed it on the tombstone, then stood there quietly again.
After an entire hour, Uncle Zhao finally withdrew his palm. He slowly bent down and squatted down, then picked up the jar of wine in front of the grave.
He shattered the clay seal with his palm, and the rich fragrance of wine wafted through the air. Even if it was only a whiff, Qin Yi felt as if he'd drunk a jar of fine wine, and his mind was slightly intoxicated.
However, at the instant the clay seal was opened, Uncle Zhao's expression obviously changed, and his brows knit together tightly. A shocking large patch of red appeared on the skin of his neck.
Even then, Uncle Zhao still forcefully endured this extremely uncomfortable feeling. He poured the wine jar down, and the pure and mellow fine wine poured onto the ground without leaving a single drop.
After he finished doing all this, Uncle Zhao finally stood up. He turned around, withdrew a medicinal pill, and consumed it. The red rashes on his body swiftly dispersed, and only now did Uncle Zhao's expression finally return to normal.
From this moment onwards, his footsteps seemed to be incomparably firm and composed.
"Let's go."
Uncle Zhao said indifferently as he arrived by Qin Yi's side.
After that, he actually directly walked in front of Qin Yi, as if the thing he was about to do was something he'd been yearning for all his life.
Qin Yi chased up with quick steps, and he couldn't help but be slightly curious in his heart. "Who exactly is buried within that tomb? Is it a friend, or a lover? "
But Uncle Zhao didn't intend to tell him, and he wouldn't take the initiative to ask. After all, this matter was Uncle Zhao's private matter, and Qin Yi had no right to ask.
Uncle Zhao had lived on this deserted island for an unknown period of time, and he was naturally extremely familiar with the way out.
Under Uncle Zhao's lead, the dense forest that Qin Yi spent half a day to walk out didn't even take a short moment to walk out.
After they left the island, Uncle Zhao directly boarded his small boat and swiftly sailed towards Cloudsea Port.
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