The head of the Yin family suppressed his surging emotions, looked at Rong Shuo and asked in a trembling voice, "How have you been these years?"
"Uncle actually wants to know how you are doing." Yin Nanshen stared at Rong Shuo, his eyes hiding a bit of heartache. In fact, they had also personally asked the people of Qiongtian about Shuo'er's situation in Qiongtian Continent, but they did not expect that Shuo'er and Rong Tianji had a relationship like enemies.
This is enough to show that Shuo'er is not having a good life at all.
Born without a mother and hunted by his biological father, how did he get to where he is today after enduring so many hardships and dangers? And how did he escape from these repeated pursuits?
If Qianqian were still alive, Shuoer would not have suffered so much pain and suffering.
Rong Shuo said calmly, "Very good."
These words made the head of the Yin family and Yin Nanshen feel even more heartbroken.
Yin Nanshen pursed his lips, carefully choosing his words before asking, "Your father..."
"I don't have a father." Rong Shuo interrupted him and said in a cold tone, "I will kill him myself."
The head of the Yin family and Yin Nanshen looked at each other, and there was a dark light in their eyes, and no one knew what they felt in their hearts.
Originally they were worried about whether Shuo'er would protect Rong Tianji, but they didn't expect that Shuo'er was very clear-headed and could tell right from wrong.
Then they can rest assured.
The head of the Yin family looked at him with a firm expression, "Shuo'er, after the matter of the Nine Gates of the Primordial Desolation is over, Grandpa will personally accompany you to the Qiongtian Continent. I want to see how that scumbag is doing now! Also, this scumbag should be left to Grandpa to kill, don't dirty your hands."
Rong Shuo met the old man's stubborn and resolute gaze, but did not answer immediately.
The hatred he and Rong Tianji had for each other ran deep. Furthermore, it was because Rong Tianji had obstructed his actions at the Tianling Conference in the Holy Ruins that he had been left helplessly watching Zheng'er 'die' before him...
Rong Shuo lowered his eyelashes to hide the murderous intent in his eyes.
Yin Nanshen noticed Rong Shuo's attitude, so he changed the subject and asked, "By the way, that scumbag has a son, Rong Ming, here. Shuo'er, do you think he should be killed?"
"No need." Rong Shuo said coldly.
Yin Nanshen agreed, "Okay, then we won't attack him."
Immediately, a smile appeared on Yin Nanshen's elegant and gentle face. He slightly turned his body to let the two young men sitting on the chairs show their faces.
"Shuo'er, let me introduce you to your cousin Yin Jinse and your cousin Yin Nianhua."
Yin Nianhua was suddenly met with Rong Shuo's deep eyes. She was so frightened that she immediately stood up and stammered, "... Cousin, hello, I am... I am your younger brother Yin Nianhua."
Rong Shuo nodded slightly.
Yin Jinse frowned and stood up, "Cousin."
After greeting each other, the head of the Yin family pulled Rong Shuo to sit down. He asked with a smile, "Why don't you bring Xiao Yunzheng here? Grandpa wants to see her."
"See you next time." When Rong Shuo heard her name, his expression unconsciously became gentle. He remembered that before coming to the main hall, she reminded him again and again to restrain the coldness in his body, to call people politely, to remember not to have a cold face all the time, and to treat good relatives with sincerity.
She said to smile.
Rong Shuo thought about this and gave the head of the Yin family a stiff smile.
When he smiled, the world seemed to light up.
This is what Yin Nianhua felt. He felt that the surroundings were no longer cold in an instant. He looked at the man in the black robe in front of him in disbelief. His cousin could actually laugh!
Yin Jinse was also dazzled by his smile. After all, Rong Shuo was extremely handsome, like a god on earth, stunning and extraordinary.
The head of the Yin family had tears in his eyes because Shuo'er looked so much like Qianqian when he smiled.
He raised his eyes to look at Rong Shuo, a somewhat relieved smile appeared on his old face, and he said with a slightly choked voice: "Shuo'er, if you have time, you can come with us to the Yaoguang Yin family to see what the place where your mother grew up is like."
"good."
…
The Yin family stayed at the Qiongtian Embassy for half an hour and then left.
While returning to Yun Zheng's room, Rong Shuo received a message from Zong Renwu. He changed his route and went to see Zong Renwu.
Inside the room, Zong Renwu, upon seeing him coming, invited him to sit opposite him and said slowly, "Sit down and play a few games of chess with me."
Rong Shuo lifted his clothes and sat down opposite the old man in white robe.
He skillfully picked up a white piece and placed it on the jade chessboard. His brows furrowed slightly, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Zong Renwu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Indeed, something has happened. I will not enter the Nine Gates of the Primordial Desolation, so the disciples of Qiongtian who can enter the Nine Gates of the Primordial Desolation will be entrusted to your protection. If necessary, rescue them, but if they bring trouble upon themselves, then... they will not survive."
Rong Shuo held a white piece between his slender white fingers and slowly placed it behind the chessboard, saying in a somewhat casual tone:
"Are you so sure that I will enter the Primordial Nine Gates?"
Zong Renwu couldn't help but laugh, "My little disciple is going in, why wouldn't you follow him? What's more, I'm a fortune teller."
He raised his eyes calmly, "Since that's the case, then I'd like to trouble you to calculate for me when Zheng'er and I will get married."
No one in the clan was choked.
One is Rong Shuo, the other is Yun Zheng. Even if he spent all his cultivation, he could not predict their future.
Zong Renwu sighed, "Even though I can't predict it for now, if you get married, you still need to offer me a cup of tea."
"Um."
When the clan members saw that he agreed, they were a little amused and helpless.
He has watched Rong Shuo grow up. He used to be like a dumb person frozen in ice, but now he has changed a lot. So only by meeting the right person can he change for the better.
"The matter of the Honghuang Nine Gates is settled." Zong Renwu smiled, then he lowered his head to look at the jade chessboard, muttering, "Come on, today I will definitely beat you a few times."
The two of them were playing chess intently.
…
The other side.
Yun Zheng received more than a dozen invitations from the geniuses of the other two continents. The content of the invitations was almost all to invite their Fengyun team to a gathering at a restaurant in the imperial capital, with a hint of wanting to make friends.
Among the dozen or so invitations, she only picked out one.
That is Fan Yuer from Yaoguang.
During the assessment in the secret realm, they said that they must have a good drink after leaving the secret realm.
The time is in the late evening at 5 p.m., and the location is Lan Tianxiang Restaurant.
Yun Zheng sent a waiter to reply to Fan Yu'er's message, then she returned to her room, ready to meditate and practice. Before she officially entered into meditation, she thought of Ah Shuo. She wondered how he was getting along with the Yin family. He must be getting along well, otherwise he wouldn't have been away for so long.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly.
Immediately, she slowly closed her eyes and entered the stage of meditation. She quickly absorbed, refined, and circulated the strands of spiritual energy in the void.
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