“Longyue, this…” Huang Guozhong was, after all, the head of the family, and as a member of the Huang family, he had experienced a lot. He quickly realized what was going on. Looking at his adopted daughter’s domineering appearance, he thought of Longyue’s parents. They were so alike, so very alike, even their auras were the same.

“The teacher is back, so this person is yours to handle!” Longyue stepped aside, making room for Huang Guozhong.

Huang Guozhong nodded, though he was puzzled as to why Longyue had gone home and who this man was. But now was not the time to chat; he should resolve the matter first.

His sharp gaze fell on Huang Minxing. Looking at the other's similar appearance, no identification was needed; an outsider could tell at a glance that the two were related by blood.

But this very person, who is related to me by blood, repeatedly tries to kill me.

Memories returned to his mind without him even realizing it—memories he had once clung to and suffered from.

Before he was ten years old, he only had a mother and no father. His mother was busy earning money to support herself. In order to have a decent home, his mother participated in battles and fought against monsters several times, relying on the parts torn off the monsters to exchange for the living expenses they needed.

Women are inherently weak, but become strong when they become mothers!

His mother's strength wasn't very high; she had only just become a level ten martial artist. Every time she returned home from the battlefield, she was always exhausted, and the large scars and bloodstains were always shocking to him. At the same time, he made up his mind that he must give his mother a good life. He would be obedient and study hard to cultivate.

However, his mother ultimately did not live to see him grow up, leaving Huang Guozhong feeling a deep sense of loss.

When he was ten years old, his mother encountered a monster with super strong fighting power on the battlefield. Many warriors died on it, and his mother was no exception.

On the seventh day after his mother's death, the man who claimed to be his father appeared. He clearly remembered that evening, the sunset was very red and the sky was very beautiful, but he was very sad because he would never see the person who gave him life and raised him again.

The man said his name was Huang Jiayu, but his real name was Huang Guozhong.

Huang Jiayu asked himself if he was willing to go back to the Huang family with him, taking his mother's ashes with him, and go home.

Do you remember how I answered back then?

Oh, he said it himself, he doesn't want to!

Huang Guozhong harbored resentment. Why did he have to live as if he didn't have a father, even though he clearly had one?

Why leave Mother alone for so many years? She's clearly alive, yet she never shows up.

Why don't you want them?

Why are you showing up again now? Your mother is dead, what's the point of you showing up again?

But he was still young, and he only persisted in this matter for five years. During those five years, Huang Jiayu’s meticulous care and the fatherly love he had longed for for ten years led him to return to the Huang family with Huang Jiayu. There, he found the answer.

Why had he never seen his father? Because his father was married, and his mother was a mistress!

When Huang Guozhong first received this answer, he simply couldn't believe it. In his memory, his mother, such a good person, could never have done such a thing. He didn't believe it.

But reality was starkly laid out before him: Huang Minxing, who was two years older than him; Madam Huang, who was hostile towards him; and the Huang family servants, who openly and secretly disdained him. These sights dealt a heavy blow to Huang Guozhong's longing for family affection.

At the same time, facing Huang Minxing's hostile gaze, the sensible Huang Guozhong felt a little guilty. He was an illegitimate child and should not have returned to the Huang family in the first place. But since he had already come, leaving the Huang family would not be so simple.

Therefore, he was very indifferent. Apart from quietly cultivating, he didn't care about anything else. Whenever he faced Huang Jiayu's disappointed gaze, Huang Guozhong couldn't help but laugh at himself and wonder what he really was.

How much of this so-called care is genuine? How much of it stems from guilt towards him? Guilt towards his mother?

Although Huang Jiayu has explained why he was with his mother.

Because he fell in love with his mother at first sight and liked her!

But Huang Guozhong couldn't accept it. Did liking her mean he could forget he had a wife and children?

If you like her, should you let her be the other woman?

What kind of liking is this? This is selfishness!

He also kept it a secret from his mother, only telling her after she gave birth to him!

Huang Guozhong simply couldn't imagine what his mother was feeling at the time, and what mindset she had when she raised him with such hardship.

I can't let it go!

Later, Huang Guozhong, like his mother, lingered on the battlefield. However, he was lucky and narrowly escaped death several times, and met the person who brought warmth to his life.

Wang Jing is very gentle. He and she developed feelings for each other during a time of crisis. Despite Huang Jiayu's objections, he resolutely married Wang Jing. At the time of their marriage, he vowed that he would never become a man like Huang Jiayu. Since he loved and married her, he would never let go of his lover's hand unless he died.

As Huang Guozhong's power increased, his position in the Huang family gradually became a threat to Huang Minxing. Madam Huang was very dissatisfied with him, and the two of them, along with their faction, began to target him openly and secretly.

Even though he had made concessions due to the large number of people, he still couldn't change their minds. In fact, they became even more unreasonable and started making things difficult for his wife.

What Huang Guozhong found most intolerable was that they actually took advantage of Wang Jing's absence on the battlefield to plot against her and cause her to injure her leg. Although he later left the Huang family, this incident became a lifelong pain for him.

Now that he has left for distant lands, how dare they? How could they possibly appear before him again!

"Heh, what? Little brother, you've seen your older brother and you can't even call him 'older brother' anymore?" Huang Minxing grinned sarcastically, his arm held by Hu Yiguang, which made his face look fierce.

"Brother? You dare to call yourself that! I'm no longer a member of the Huang family, and you don't need to pretend to be my elder brother. It disgusts me."

Suppressing his anger, Huang Guozhong walked up to Wang Jing. Seeing the tear stains and obvious trembling on his wife's face, he tenderly embraced her and whispered comfortingly above her head.

"Don't be afraid, I'm back. Everything will be alright. We'll all be alright."

At the same time, he patted Huang Bai's head with one hand, "Bai'er, Daddy's back!"

Huang Bai's eyes reddened. "Yes, Dad!"

Oborozuki, who was standing next to her, laughed again, without even realizing how happy she was.

"Huang Minxing!"

After calming his wife and children, Huang Guozhong could no longer suppress his anger and punched Huang Minxing directly in the face.

Oborozuki's eyes widened: ヾ(???)?

Huh?