Yes, the child loves his mother and only says good things about her when talking about outsiders, but how could Mrs. Luo not see how much her child has changed?
In the end, it was Clan Leader Luo who helped his wife, now paralyzed by tears, back to her room. While holding his wife, he gave Luo Jiujiang a look that said, "Hurry up!" When Luo Jiujiang was a child, his mother caught him forgetting to wear his bellyband and gold locks, and he was being scolded, Clan Leader Luo saw him and helped him out. After all these years, this was the most sluggish and heavy step Luo Jiujiang had ever taken when he "snatched an opportunity to escape."
He finally walked out of the Luo family's territory, but couldn't help but look back.
Behind him are his parents and his family.
He wasn't a wooden sculpture or stone sculpture, so he didn't notice the Master's previous vague hints and Qianling's direct mention of the "frequent encounters between the Nine Clans." He just managed to remain calm.
No matter what he would face in the future, everything he had experienced in that house just now, the warmest and the most bitter, was worth protecting with his life.
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"If you can't bear to leave, go back and spend a few more days with your parents." Zhen Shuangliu saw that he looked dazed and distracted, but there was a rare look of displeasure on his face. "You have parents, so you have some moral obligations as a son."
"I am Master's disciple, and serving Master is my filial duty." Luo Jiujiang forced himself to smile. He thought of everything he had just seen in the vast clan land. "Master has been too kind to Jiujiang."
He was referring to the clan land that was even more spacious than before, the satisfied and happy expressions of the clan members, the furnishings in the hall that were more expensive and luxurious than before, and many other preferential treatments shown to the Luo clan members that he had not seen and in places he did not know about.
Zhen Shuangliu raised an eyebrow, as if he didn't understand what he was lamenting. He emphasized, as if it was a matter of course, "Jiujiang, you are my only disciple. If even you feel unworthy of this, then no one will have the nerve to ask for anything from me again."
As if he had thought of something, Zhen Shuangliu paused for a moment and sighed, "At least you left Master with a family to take care of and care about..."
As for Que Cangjiang, he left a line of words for Zhen Shuangliu, a handful of sand that he couldn't grasp, half of his life in exchange for his body... and also a childhood sweetheart of a different species who was once his love rival.
Shaking his head with a self-deprecating smile, Zhen Shuangliu turned around and walked to the low table, bent down and picked up the bowl of fine wine on it.
He beckoned Luo Jiujiang to come over, handed him the wine bowl himself, and took a new bowl for himself: "You have always been smart, kid. You probably already know about Cangjiang's affairs."
Luo Jiujiang nodded. He hadn't deliberately inquired about his master's past, but based on the fragments of information from Master Gongyi, the two names in the family tree, and the few conversations and attitudes between Master Gongyi and his master, he had pieced together the fragments of the past.
"Cangjiang is your master's grandfather. On the day you became my disciple, I asked you to burn a handful of paper for him." Zhen Shuangliu said slowly, with a slight smile between his brows, as if he was also recalling the sharp look of Luo Jiujiang when he was a rookie.
"I once told you that becoming my disciple doesn't require any formalities, and today remains the same. Jiujiang, come and offer your master a bowl of wine. Let him see what a fine disciple I have found."
As Zhen Shuangliu spoke, he turned around and lifted the black cloth covering the tablet on the low table.
The three characters "Quecangjiang" written in gold powder rest deeply on the wooden sign made of dark wood, with a clear and obvious presence.
Luo Jiujiang's expression was serious. He poured half of the wine on the table before speaking, "How shameless of you to take advantage of me, senior. From now on, I will be filial to my master and... ahem, I will also look after Mr. Gongyi. As before, I offer you a glass of wine. If you have any other wishes or want to chat about family matters, please feel free to come find me in your dreams. Jiujiang will tell you everything he knows. If you have a request, no matter if it is within my ability or not, I will not refuse it even a word."
After saying this, Luo Jiujiang brought the bowl to his lips and swallowed the spicy and mellow wine in one gulp.
"Okay." Zhen Shuangliu nodded and put the black cloth back on the tablet. He held down Luo Jiujiang's arm as he tried to reach for the wine, patted it lightly in a warning tone, and said, "Do you remember, Master, I promised you that if you could come first in the competition, I would give you a fine sword?"
Luo Jiujiang's eyes lit up.
Seeing his expression, Zhen Shuangliu couldn't help but smile: "Follow me." He said: "Come and see the knife that Master prepared for you."
The author has something to say: A new volume has been opened!
The central idea of this volume can be seen from the title~
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