Sun Wuji spoke with earnest persuasion.
Ye Shuangxue furrowed her delicate brows slightly. Her fair little face, framed by thick brows and big eyes, looked sharp and spirited. Her soft hair was tied into two small buns, her lips red and teeth white—she looked like a tiny Nezha.
Her temperament was completely different from other little girls.
While others were cute and cuddly, she was like a little lion.
The more Sun Wuji looked at her, the more he liked her. No wonder she was the disciple he had chosen—she was clearly extraordinary.
“You’re trying to trick me!” Ye Shuangxue said directly.
Her assessing gaze swept Sun Wuji from head to toe. Sun Wuji, feeling a bit guilty, chuckled nervously: “Hehe… how could that be? How could your master ever trick you? How about this—doesn’t Ye Tian want to learn?”
“What he wants to learn, I’ll teach you first. You just watch whether I teach or not.”
Ye Shuangxue folded her small hands together, her face showing a proud, tsundere-like expression.
That made sense!
Ye Tian treated this crazy old man so well; if she learned first… hehe… the little girl couldn’t help but imagine Ye Tian begging her in the future, and a small smile tugged at her lips.
Just as she was about to agree, she turned and saw Sun Wuji staring at her. Ye Shuangxue quickly hid her smile and put on a serious face: “Alright then.”
“Then we’ll learn what Ye Tian wants to learn.”
“Of course!”
Sun Wuji’s eyes lit up with excitement, pacing back and forth on the snow: “Should we start with the Supreme Forgetfulness Heart Technique, or the basic heart technique first? No, the basic technique is too slow…”
He muttered to himself, occasionally scratching his head in frustration.
Ye Shuangxue suspected she might have been tricked.
But it would be improper to back out now. After all, a gentleman’s word is his bond, and she was a very disciplined girl.
“Shall we start now?”
Seeing Ye Shuangxue begin walking back, Sun Wuji followed, starting to chatter.
“No, I haven’t eaten yet.”
“Right, right, first eat.”
“Should I teach you the basics afterwards?” Sun Wuji asked carefully, trailing behind Ye Shuangxue. He watched the little disciple’s face anxiously, afraid she would get angry and refuse to learn.
“No, I still have homework later.”
Ye Shuangxue refused outright.
Was homework more important than swordsmanship?
Sun Wuji’s face turned red with frustration, but seeing the little disciple’s rosy cheeks, he could only weakly express his displeasure: “Ah? Then…”
Before he could finish, Ye Shuangxue interrupted: “Don’t talk!”
He immediately shut his mouth and followed the little one with his head lowered.
The master and disciple walked one after the other, question and answer flowing naturally.
They lifted the curtain and entered the room.
Ye Tian was making spicy hotpot. The pungent aroma of red chili oil mixed with the smell of vegetables and meat instantly brought joy to Sun Wuji, who rushed over in a few quick steps.
Looking at the colorful ingredients in the large copper pot, he asked: “What is this?”
“It smells amazing! Let this old man taste it first.”
He reached out, but Ye Tian’s eyes were sharp. He knocked Sun Wuji’s hand away with his chopsticks: “Take your claws off. At your age, no sense of hygiene at all.”
Sun Wuji touched his right hand with his left, sulking: “The little one bullies me, the grown one bullies me too… I give up living.”
Ye Tian ignored him and turned to look behind him. Ye Shuangxue’s gaze darted away, but when she saw Ye Tian looking, she pretended to remain calm, lifting her little face to meet his eyes.
“Just now… did you want to tell me something?”
As soon as Ye Tian said this, Ye Yunting immediately turned to look at Ye Shuangxue.
Xiao Jiang’s dark eyes rolled toward her sister.
Sun Wuji was also stunned, looking at him, suddenly the eyes of everyone around focused on him. Ye Shuangxue pursed her lips, her small hands nervously clutching her clothes: “I… I didn’t. Stop flattering yourself.”
After saying that, the little girl’s face flushed. She turned around, picked up her school bag, and thinking of the treasures inside, a mischievous smile curled her lips: “I have a gift for you.”
A gift?
Seeing his daughter’s unusual expression, Ye Tian glanced at her school bag—it must be hiding something unexpected.
This kind of trick was exactly what he used to play with as a child.
Ye Shuangxue held her school bag, eyes gleaming with mischief, excited: “I worked hard to get this. Do you want to open it yourself?”
Sure enough.
Ye Tian didn’t flinch at all; he was mentally prepared—it had to be either a mouse or a snake.
Calmly, he took the school bag and opened it. Under Sun Wuji’s curious gaze, Ye Tian grabbed a yellow snake as thick as a child’s arm, one hand on its head, the other on its tail.
His expression remained calm, and he even looked up at his daughter to say thanks.
Ye Shuangxue’s face turned awkward and disappointed. Seeing that Ye Tian wasn’t angry, Ye Yunting relaxed, and Xiao Jiang, curious, hid behind Ye Tian, nervously clutching his padded coat.
Sun Wuji, observing the reactions of this family of four, silently drew a conclusion:
Ye Tian was a unique father—otherwise, such an outstanding child wouldn’t exist. If it were ordinary parents, Ye Shuangxue would probably be in serious trouble.
“This is a good thing; it shouldn’t go to waste.”
After saying this, Ye Tian winked at Sun Wuji: “Want some barbecue?”
Barbecue?
Sun Wuji was momentarily stunned. Seeing Ye Tian looking at the fire, he immediately understood and hurried forward to help.
After a flurry of activity, the aroma of roasting meat soon filled the room. Seeing the long strips on the skewers, Ye Shuangxue frowned.
“Shuangxue, you did a great job. You must eat more snake meat,” Ye Tian said with a smile.
“I don’t want to!” The little girl waved her hands, disgusted at the blackened snake meat.
She decided never to tease Ye Tian again.
“You’re not eating? Did you catch it for me? What a good daughter, remembering to bring something tasty for your father even while at school,” Ye Tian said, crouching down and feeding Sun Wuji bit by bit.
They even competed for the bites. Ye Tian said: “This snake was caught by my daughter, why are you snatching it?”
“It was caught by my disciple, so why can’t I eat it?”
Neither gave an inch.
Ye Shuangxue sat aside watching the two, her mouth blackened and greasy. Seeing the last little piece on the stick, she felt utterly disgusted. This scene was no different from watching someone eat filth.
Never catching snakes again!
…
Elsewhere, Shen Jie returned from Lingfeng Village to the outskirts where Liu Ruyan lived, only to find the house empty.
After searching around, a neighbor told him that Liu Ruyan had learned he was in trouble and went to the City Lord’s mansion to look for him.
He instantly became restless.
He feared that the Liu Ruyan now would no longer be as beautiful as before, that the City Lord would refuse to acknowledge her, despise him—the illegitimate son—and yet at the same time, excitement surged: if City Lord Xiao Haoyang saw Liu Ruyan and learned of his existence, the next moment he would become the Third Young Master of the City Lord’s mansion.
From then on, he could wield power at will.
At that moment, he would make Tao Ling’er and Tao Lichun regret it, force the Shen family to kneel in apology, and make Ye Tian, that despicable bastard, suffer a miserable death.
First on the list: sealing his hotpot restaurant.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Until sunset, Liu Ruyan still hadn’t returned, and no one from the City Lord’s mansion came either.
Shen Jie began to panic.
Without Liu Ruyan, who could prove he was Xiao Haoyang’s son? All wealth and glory would vanish.
No, he had to go to the City Lord’s mansion and find someone!
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