Chapter 1052 I Want to Hear the Truth

Seeing the Emperor's ashen face and his inability to do anything to Song Chunxue, Master Han thought to himself, "No wonder, he's still too refined."

Song Chunxue is really good at bluffing. He can spout all sorts of nonsense and lies so easily. How come he didn't know that cultivators could be so powerful?

However, if it can scare people, then it's a good method.

Speaking human language to humans and ghost language to ghosts, Song Chunxue is more suited to intimidating people than him.

He still knew nothing about the weaknesses of mortals.

Revealing one's true form to scare someone would be too inappropriate.

"What, is the Emperor not going to agree?" Song Chunxue glanced teasingly between his legs. "You should have felt it by now, right? The taste of retribution is unbearable. You often wake up in the middle of the night and find it hard to fall back asleep."

She stood up and shook her head in disappointment. "Forget it, why bother talking to you? There's no hope for me anyway, why waste my breath on you?"

He looked at Master Han, "Uncle-Master, let's go, this person..."

"Halt," the Emperor sat up, staring intently at her. "Do you know of any reclusive master who could extend our dynasty's reign for thousands of years?"

Song Chunxue shook her head. "You're crazy. Let's go."

"Wait!" The Emperor suddenly got out of bed and blocked their way. "If there really is such a person, I am willing to follow any arrangements."

Looking at his weak appearance, Master Han couldn't help but show disgust.

“There were many people like you around you, but you suspected them all. They either died, went crazy, or retired to their hometowns. You are beyond saving.”

Master Han waved his hand, "Nephew is right. You can do whatever you want. Fate cannot be defied. Take care of yourself."

With that, the two of them disappeared from the Emperor's sight.

The next moment, they appeared at the Xie residence.

At that time, April was the height of spring, and everyone was enjoying the scenery in the garden.

"Master is back!"

"Uncle-Master, Master Han, you..." Tu Dan'er suddenly stopped, his eyes widening in surprise, "Uncle-Master, you...you looked like this when you were young?"

Song Chunxue raised her hand and touched her cheek. "Do I really look younger? How long will it last?"

“Then it depends on your perseverance,” Master Han said, looking at his disciples. “Let’s go, let them relax here for a few days.”

Everyone's eyes were on Song Chunxue.

Song Chunxue smiled slightly, "Don't look at me like that. Let's go. I wasn't that good-looking when I was young. You should get some beauty pills and anti-aging pills to take."

Changfeng nodded emphatically, "Changyun, hurry up and refine the pills, so that Master can eat them every day from now on."

Song Chunxue laughed heartily, "Then my reputation depends on you guys."

No one lingered any longer, and those who knew better left the couple alone to speak.

“Ah Xue.” Xie Zheng looked closely at her face. “You were very beautiful when you were young, even more beautiful than I thought.”

Song Chunxue raised her hand to cover her face, "Let me find a mirror to look at myself."

*

The Zhao residence.

"It's that simple?"

Everyone was puzzled.

"It's that simple." Master Han said expressionlessly. "We'll know tomorrow whether he listened or not."

"I didn't expect my junior brother to have such abilities. She said things that even I dare not say outright. Her ancestors for eighteen generations wouldn't be enough for her to squander." Zhao Jin was a little worried. "Are you sure the Emperor won't be so furious that he'll want to execute nine generations of his family?"

"No," Master Han poured himself a cup of tea, sipped it, and suddenly missed the jujube-flavored tea in the can. "I knew all along that only with my junior brother's help could this matter be resolved. No matter what she says, nothing will happen."

Why is that?

"Fire overcomes metal." Master Han sniffed the aroma of the tea. "Let's go up the mountain to admire the flowers. Don't bring those unsettling people with us, just the few of us."

"Who will take care of those children?" Zhang Chengxuan was a little worried, fearing that without the elders watching over them, they would climb on the roof and destroy his senior brother's mansion.

"Let them go to Baiyun Temple to eat vegetarian food. Someone will come to pick them up." Master Han raised his hand. "By the way, let's go on horseback. Let me give that stubborn donkey a try."

"You like donkeys?" Lord Zhao asked, puzzled. "Are they just for wooing your son?"

When his son was mentioned, Master Han paused for a moment.

“Sigh, I suddenly want to ask Song Chunxue for advice on how to get along with one’s own child,” he said, rubbing his forehead and frowning. “His personality is very strange; one minute he’s like me, and the next he’s like his mother.”

Zhang Chengxuan and Lord Zhao had no objection; Song Chunxue was still the best at teaching children.

"Will he come to see you today?" Lord Zhao advised him, "Put some effort into it, it doesn't have to be expensive, it all depends on your sincerity, and perhaps he will be willing to get closer to you."

Master Han nodded, and it was rare to see a look of tension on his face.

He gently rubbed his fingers together. "I carved a peach wood sword for him. I wonder if he'll like it."

“Lightning-struck wood, he prefers lightning-struck wood.” Zhang Chengxuan thought of the lightning-struck wood he had kept in his storage ring for several years. “I have a piece here.”

“No need, he has his own.” He shook his head and smiled wryly. “He lacks nothing, and his aunts spoil him.”

Lord Zhao was at his wit's end. "I'll call my junior brother over tomorrow and ask him to come up with some ideas for you."

"Very well." Master Han looked at the tea stove. "Today, I will teach him how to brew pot tea."

The three elders made that decision.

Zhang Chengxuan also liked Zhang Daoren's son very much. Not for any other reason than that the child was so adorable, extremely handsome, and androgynous, even more handsome than his father.

His elusive and unpredictable nature, in particular, would likely make many young women fall for him.

This male demon is so beautiful, possessing the charm of a fox demon and the agility of a snake demon, yet he is also very knowledgeable. He likes to wear a light blue outfit adorned with mermaid tears.

No wonder his father and aunts wouldn't let him go out; they were afraid he'd be kidnapped.

The pear blossoms on the mountain are in full bloom, and the sound of a zither can be heard coming from the pavilion in the pear orchard.

Master Han led the horse inside. "Mo'er, what are you busy with?"

Lord Zhao turned his head to look at his expression and found the tenderness in the man's eyes and his fatherly smile, which made people's teeth ache.

He turned to look at Zhang Chengxuan, as if to say, "Look at this guy, becoming a father really changes him."

“I’m waiting for Father,” Han Zimo stood up and picked up a pot of wine from the table. “Father, I’ve brought some peach blossom wine that I brewed myself a hundred years ago. I’d like to invite you to drink with me.”

Lord Zhao, suspicious, leaned closer to Zhang Chengxuan and asked, "What's the wind blowing today? I have a bad feeling about this."

Zhang Chengxuan remained calm, but a slight suspicion arose in his heart.

Last time, this child didn't have this attitude.

"Alright, let me try it." Master Han took it, holding it in his hand and letting out a hearty laugh. "What does Mo'er want?"

"I would like to thank you, sir."

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Master Han's smile froze, and he turned to look at him. "Why?"

"Because he is your disciple, I want to learn from him."

Master Han opened the wine pot, his eyes lowered, his emotions unreadable. "Mo'er, I want to hear the truth."