"What exactly is on this mountain?!"

At this point, Lord Zhuang no longer concealed anything.

"The most powerful demon in the demon realm lives on this mountain. He is the leader of the demon realm and Yan Chenghuan's father. However, he was seriously injured many years ago and has been recuperating on the mountain. Now that he is finally recovering, these people have come again."

Zhang Xu was displeased. You were hiding it before, but you didn't dare to say it outright, so she could only ask, "Then why didn't you tell me when Yan Chenghuan asked you before?"

Zhuang Xiyue also looked at her with her big, round eyes.

Lord Zhuang blew on his beard: "Do you think it's because I don't want to say? The eldest young master was already seriously injured, and not many people know that he is still alive. If those who hate him find out, do you think he can still live? Besides, it's his own fault for not wanting to see the young master."

Upon hearing that he did not want to see her, Yan Chenghuan immediately stopped in her tracks: "Why?"

"You'll have to ask him yourself when you see him later!" Lord Zhuang said in a low voice, "If you still manage to see him!"

A winding path led up the mountainside to a small courtyard, its gate tightly shut. Yan Chenghuan's steps suddenly slowed.

The closer he got to his hometown, the more timid he became. Many words were stuck in his heart, and he hesitated for a moment before pushing open the door.

The courtyard was furnished exactly the same as the one he had stayed in at the Chu Kingdom's palace. However, there was no one he recognized in the courtyard. At the far end of the courtyard, he saw a person in a black robe sitting calmly at a tea table, leisurely pouring tea into cups from a teapot.

"You've arrived."

The man spoke calmly, as if he were catching up with an old friend he hadn't seen in years.

Yan Chenghuan clenched his fist: "You?"

"Have a cup of tea, this is what you used to like."

The man was shrouded in darkness, and even his hands were covered by black gloves. He saw the group of people behind Yan Chenghuan. He paused, then took out a set of cups for the number of people from a small drawer and placed them on the tea table.

"Please sit down and have a cup of tea!"

The group looked at each other in bewilderment until Yan Chenghuan took the lead and sat down at the tea table, after which the others followed.

Even sitting opposite him, you can't see his face clearly. It's as if a layer of black mist surrounds him, making it impossible to see his face.

Zhang Xu picked up the teacup and took a sip. She didn't usually drink this kind of tea and didn't know whether it was good or bad, but she felt that it had a refreshing fragrance and should be a good tea.

Seeing that she had drunk it, the man asked, "How is it?"

Zhang Xu touched the teacup: "Delicious!"

But then they heard the man laugh loudly, seemingly in a very good mood. However, the laughter was shrouded in black mist, giving it a somewhat unreal quality.

Yan Chenghuan held the teacup, watching him smile and pour tea. Her hand holding the cup tightened involuntarily, causing the tea in the cup to ripple, and the teacup shattered with a "bang".

"Enough! I'm already here, what are you hiding for!"

"Young Master!" Seeing him lose his temper, Lord Zhuang quickly stepped forward to restrain his agitated hands.

The remaining people, fearing that Yan Chenghuan would overturn the table, all stood up and surrounded him.

Upon seeing this scene, the man calmly put down the teapot, which collided with the table with a long thud.

"Back then, your mother and I wronged you, and now I..."

Yan Chenghuan slammed his taut fist onto the shattered tea table, and blood flowed down the lines of the table.

"Since you know you have wronged me, why have you not come to see me for so many years, leaving me to be humiliated in the Chen Kingdom's palace? Since you know you have wronged me, why are you still hiding and refusing to show yourself now that I have come looking for you?"

The man reached out, wanting to pat his head, but Yan Chenghuan turned his head away in a huff, leaving his hand frozen in mid-air, looking extremely embarrassed.

"I was afraid of scaring you!"