Ziyun Academy.

A large group of disciples surrounded Qin Zi, many of them looked worried and sighed.

"Hey, Senior Brother Qin, you really shouldn't have agreed to Lu Qian's three-year agreement!"

"Yes, he is already an eighth-level saint. If he doesn't become an emperor, he will probably be a ninth-level saint in three years. By that time, you will only be a sixth-level saint. How can you fight him?"

"This is the case when he has not yet become the emperor. If he chooses to become the emperor directly at the eighth level, he will be the emperor in three years!"

"I was impulsive. It was indeed impulsive..."

Everyone sighed and lamented.

But at the same time, he also admired Qin Zi.

After all, Senior Brother Qin Zi agreed to this absurd three-year agreement for the sake of Ziyun Academy's reputation.

If it were them, they probably wouldn't dare to say a word when faced with Lu Qian's question, "Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

"Don't worry, we will stop them if they come!"

Qin Zi looked around at everyone and said calmly:

"I have risen all the way and have never been afraid of any challenge. As long as someone challenges me, I will accept it and then... defeat him!"

A fierce fighting spirit rose from him, steady, heavy, and impossible to look directly at.

Many disciples fell silent upon seeing this.

For some reason, I felt a little sad.

In the past few months, Senior Brother Qin Zi has become much calmer, but this calmness was gained at the cost of pain.

They often saw Senior Brother Qin Zi sitting alone on the top of the mountain at dusk, staring blankly into the distance.

However, in the direction he was looking, there was only the fiery red sunset glow in the sky, not the person he was waiting for...

"You all go back, I want to be alone."

After a long time, Qin Zi said in a low voice.

"All right."

"Then let's go. Senior Brother Qin, don't feel pressured. We believe in you... Well, it should be possible."

"No, it is definitely possible!"

Everyone cheered Qin Zi on insincerely, and then left one after another.

Qin Zi watched everyone walk away.

Then he took off into the air again, climbed to a nearby mountain, and sat on it.

He looked toward the horizon.

Like a monkey watching the sea, watching the clouds flicker.

His voice was a little low, and he even choked: "Dad, are you still alive? If you don't come back, you may never see me again."

"I'm really not sure about keeping this three-year agreement... Without you, I can no longer find the courage to overcome everything."

"Besides...I don't care anymore."

"Without you by my side, what joy is there in life, and what sorrow is there in death? Anyway, besides you, I have no relatives anymore."

"As for mom...haha, actually, I've never cared about what she looks like!"

"To be honest, she is no different from a stranger to me. There is really no difference... The reason I swore to find her back is just because... you are thinking about her."

At this moment, golden light shone in his body, and an illusory and beautiful figure appeared beside him.

It was the blonde woman.

She felt very upset when she saw her disciple so sad, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

Because she was also sad.

So, she gathered her skirt, slowly squatted down, and reached out to hug the distraught Qin Zi in her arms.

From a distance, it looked like a sister hugging her brother, or a mother hugging her child...

"Dad! Are you still alive?"

"Qin Chuan, if you are still alive, get out now! I, the future supreme master, order you to get out—"

After a long time, Qin Zi suddenly pushed his master away, stood up, and roared towards the sky!

“Boom!”

This roar shook the mountains and valleys and even made the clouds in the sky roll like boiling golden water!

The clouds were swirling in the sky, and rays of sunset light were running around in the air like a dragon, so gorgeous to the extreme.

One roar shakes the wind and clouds!

From a distance, his figure was tall and slender, and his long hair flew wildly when he roared, and seemed to be inlaid with a layer of gold in the sunset, like a lion howling to the sky, so tragic and heroic!

But the next moment.

A hand appeared silently behind him, grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

Gah???

Qin Zi's tragic expression suddenly froze, like a cat that was grabbed by the scruff of the neck and lifted up, and suddenly became motionless.

His limbs hung naturally, his head drooped, and the collar at the back of his neck was raised higher than his head, like a hunchback.

And at the same time.

A playful voice sounded:

"Hey, after not seeing you for a few months, you've grown wings. Do you dare to talk to your father like this?"

Qin Zi's body trembled suddenly.

He slowly turned his head and saw a familiar face.

"father!!"

A gleam of surprise flashed in his eyes, and tears welled up in his eyes. His temperament instantly changed from dejected to energetic, as if his whole world had come alive!

He subconsciously wanted to turn around and hug his father, but after twisting a few times, he found that he couldn't do it.

"Dad, put me down!"

So he kicked his feet in the air a few times and did a few somersaults, like an orange cat struggling in someone's hands.

Qin Chuan thought it was quite interesting.

So he continued to lift him, letting the naughty son struggle for a long time, before he put him on the ground.

After Qin Zi landed, he was about to throw himself into his father's arms again, but he found that after the emotion passed, he seemed... embarrassed again.

He lowered his head, raised his right toe and raised his left toe, with an awkward expression, and said in a tiptoeing manner:

"Um... Dad, that was a misunderstanding. I respect you so much, how could I possibly speak to you like that?"

His face was full of apologetic smiles, almost fawning.

But the joy that comes from the heart cannot be concealed no matter what, just like the spring sunshine shining on the earth, bringing all things back to life.

The Qin Xiaozhu of the past is back.

"real?"

Qin Chuan looked at him sideways.

"It must be true!"

Qin Zi held his head high and chest puffed out, vowing confidently.

Qin Chuan looked at his son's shameless appearance and scolded him with a smile: "Go back first, I will deal with you when I get home."

"Okay!"

Qin Zi responded happily, and with a wave of his right hand, the golden light of law extended in the air and turned into a long slide, one end connecting to the top of the mountain and the other end connecting to the Ziyun Academy below.

Then, his body was connected head to tail, curled up into a ball, and rolled down the slide.

It rolls quite smoothly.

"this……"

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Brother Qin, you are finally back."

At this time, the blonde woman next to her whispered.

She pinched the hem of her skirt with her small hands and gently bit her red lips. Her golden eyes were filled with joy, yet also with a faint watery light.

Like resentment, like longing, like crying, like complaining.

Boss Qin looked at his son's tutor and found that she had become much prettier and more attractive.

The clothes are made of light gauze, and the curves are exquisite.

Mature and gentle.

If he had not been heartbroken by a woman in his previous life and had not jumped off a building before, he would probably have lost control of himself in this situation.

He took a deep breath, retracted his "admiring" gaze, and said solemnly: "Thank you for your hard work during this period."

"Compared to the pain you endured alone, my little hardship is nothing."

Ye Lingshuang bit her lip and raised her head, but her eyes were already misty with tears and her shoulders were trembling slightly.

She seemed to be able to imagine this man hiding in a distant corner, howling in pain like a wild wolf.

This stubborn man.

He would rather bear all the pain alone than let those who care about him see his vulnerable side.

This man...is so miserable.

Qin Chuan looked at the expression of the woman in front of him and immediately knew that this imaginative woman must have misunderstood something again.

Because even he himself didn't know what touching things he had done outside to move a woman like this.

Could it be...

Was it his fatherly act of working hard to pave the way for his son, demonstrating a strong sense of responsibility?

He couldn't figure it out.

I can only say that a woman’s heart is like a needle in the sea, you can never guess it, you can never guess it!