Seeing the [Yaoguang] flying sword in Baili Pangpang's hand, the faces of several guards changed slightly. After looking at each other, they silently pressed the buttons in their hands.

Squeak——!

A low humming sound was heard, and the heavy black steel door slowly opened. A long and flat path covered with ginkgo leaves appeared in front of Baili Pangpang.

Baili Pangpang waved his hand and dispersed the [Yaoguang] flying sword in his hand. His expression showed no emotion, and he calmly walked towards the luxurious villa in the distance.

After Baili Pangpang left, a guard quickly ran to the security booth, took out a walkie-talkie, and said in a low voice:

"The young master is back! He's really back!"

On both sides of Ginkgo Avenue, the servants who were concentrating on cleaning the road were surprised when they saw the familiar figure, but they still bowed and shouted respectfully:

"Good morning, young master."

Baili Pangpang ignored these people and walked straight forward.

He didn't want to know what others were thinking, he was too tired.

He just wanted to return to his home, find his father and mother, and tell them what he had been through along the way... He believed that with his father's wisdom, he would be able to help him find the person who secretly murdered him and give him justice!

So, under the gaze of everyone, he walked to the door of the villa. He looked at the familiar door in front of him, slowly reached out his hand, and pressed the doorbell beside the door.

Ding Dong——!

The doorbell rang crisply.

A moment later, the door was opened, and a young man wearing a white shirt, a dark blue tie and gold-rimmed glasses was standing quietly behind the door. When he saw Baili Pangpang at the door, he was stunned at first, then frowned slightly.

"Baili Tuming..." He asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Baili Pangpang was also stunned, then he frowned and looked at the young man in front of him, anger vaguely emerging in his eyes, and he spoke word by word: "Baili Jing... why are you in my house?"

Baili Jing raised his eyebrows and said with some amusement: "Why? I'm at my adoptive father's house, is there any problem?"

Baili Pangpang stared into his eyes, remained silent for a long time, and said coldly, "So, what I experienced along the way has anything to do with you?"

Hearing this, Baili Jing carefully looked at Baili Pangpang for a moment, and said with a smile: "It seems that you have learned some skills during your time as a night watchman. I was surprised that I couldn't kill you..."

"You bastard!"

Baili Pangpang felt an unprecedented anger surge in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly and swung them out fiercely!

Just as his fist was about to hit Baili Jing in the face, a low and familiar voice came from inside the house.

"Who's coming?"

Hearing this voice, Baili Pangpang subconsciously retracted his fist. The whistling wind from his fist brushed across Baili Jing's cheek, and was just about to hit his nose.

Baili Jing looked at Baili Pangpang in front of him with a gloomy expression, his eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc.

"Baili Tuming, you'd better figure out where this place is and what day... is today."

He sneered, turned around, and a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Dad, it's Brother Tu Ming who's back!"

Baili Pangpang was slightly startled, and the next moment, he quickly put away his fists and put his hands behind his back.

Behind the door, a middle-aged man with graying temples walked to the center of the porch. Seeing Baili Pangpang at the door, his serious expression changed slightly and he nodded calmly.

"Tu Ming is back? Let's have breakfast together."

When Baili Pangpang saw this familiar figure, his eyes became slightly moist. The bitterness and grievance that he had been suppressing with reason surged into his heart, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

He was like a child who was bullied outside and finally found someone he could talk to.

He opened his mouth to say something, but Baili Xin had already turned and walked into the house.

"Xiao Jing, make another breakfast for Tu Ming."

A middle-aged man with graying temples walked into the kitchen and spoke to a gentle and virtuous woman.

Baili Pangpang stood there in a daze for a moment, then closed his mouth silently. His eyes fell on Baili Jing, who looked gentle, and gradually turned cold.

"Just wait, this matter won't just pass like this..."

He walked into the house and passed by Baili Jing who was standing by the door. The latter looked at his departing back, lowered his head and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, with a mocking look in his eyes.

Baili Pangpang walked into the spacious and bright living room, and saw several empty plates quietly placed on the white jade dining table. A maid had collected all the plates and was carefully wiping the table with a towel.

A moment later, a gentle woman came out of the kitchen with a plate of breakfast and a smile on her face.

"Tu Ming, you've been out for so long, and you finally want to go home?" She put the breakfast in her hand on the table and said with some resentment, "I thought it was your father's birthday today, and you didn't plan to come back."

"Mom, I've wanted to come back for a long time, but..."

Baili Pangpang paused for a moment, glanced at Baili Jing beside him, and continued: "It was just that there was an accident on the road."

"You kid... forget it, hurry up and have breakfast first. After breakfast we should go to the birthday party venue." The woman shook her head helplessly.

Baili Pangpang sat down at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks at hand, lowered his head and started eating breakfast.

The fact that he was ambushed on the road would not just go away, but now was not the time to fall out with Baili Jing... at least not here.

Although he felt wronged, he would not bring about a dirty and smelly family dispute in their home on his father's birthday. After all, once he and Baili Jing fell out, it would never end well, and one of them would definitely leave the Baili family completely...

He didn't want to ruin his father's birthday.

Since he has returned safely to the Baili family, what difference does it make if he waits one more day?

Baili Pangpang finished all the breakfast on the plate, even licking the bread crumbs at the bottom of the plate clean. He stood up from the table and said with a smile, "Mom, I'm done. Your cooking skills are amazing!"

The gentle woman chuckled and helped him take the plate away, "You are so sweet!"

"Are all the arrangements for today's birthday ready?" Baili Xin changed into an expensive and solemn dress, walked into the living room, and asked.

Just as Baili Pangpang was about to speak, Baili Jing at the side spoke first: "Everything is ready, Dad."

Baili Xin nodded, looked Baili Pangpang up and down, frowned slightly, "The birthday banquet will start soon, why are you still dressed like this? Go to your room and change your clothes quickly, then we should take a car to the venue."

Baili Pangpang hummed and reached into his pocket, wanting to take out the sandalwood amulet as a birthday gift, but after thinking it over carefully, he decided it was not the right time yet and put it back.

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