In the end, Shen Gongbao revealed the reason, leaving Jiang Ziya completely bewildered and incredulous.
“Xiao Rong is your godmother…” Jiang Ziya asked, stunned.
“Let me tell you, don’t overthink it. Let’s each talk our own thing,” Shen Gongbao said, sitting up.
After venting his anger, Shen Gongbao's anger had subsided considerably. Although he had shown murderous intent earlier, he had no real intention to kill Jiang Ziya. How could he possibly have actually killed Jiang Ziya?
"Well, well, this matter is too much..." Jiang Ziya said with a wry smile.
"By the way, junior brother, how did you end up in Chaoge? Also, why do I feel like you're different from before?" Jiang Ziya then looked at Shen Gongbao with a puzzled expression.
Back in Kunlun, Shen Gongbao could only exchange a few words with him; his fellow disciples almost all looked down on him, which led to Shen Gongbao's extremely withdrawn personality, and he eventually left the mountain.
But now Jiang Ziya has noticed that Shen Gongbao has changed a lot; he has gained a lot of human warmth that he didn't have before.
"Well, let's talk about this later," Shen Gongbao said. Without Li Daoyi's permission, he naturally dared not reveal too much.
“Over the years, I have come to regard her as my own mother from the bottom of my heart, and Niu Niu is like my own daughter.”
Shen Gongbao then brought the topic back.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya lowered his head and remained silent.
“I asked her before, and she only said that Niu Niu’s grandfather passed away before her father was born. Later, in order to protect the child in her womb, she left the village alone and came to Chaoge to make a living, relying entirely on weaving straw sandals to survive.”
Upon hearing the words "weaving straw sandals," Jiang Ziya's pupils constricted sharply, and his eyes stung with tears. He had personally taught Jiang Ziya the skill of weaving straw sandals.
"After finally settling down in Chaoge, Niu Niu's father grew up and started a family. But then a rebellion broke out in Beihai. Niu Niu's father had already joined the army and never returned. Niu Niu's mother also fell ill and never recovered. The two of them depended on each other for survival. Over the years, she has never truly enjoyed a single day of happiness," Shen Gongbao said slowly. He knew the old man's experiences like the back of his hand.
"Why?" Shen Gongbao looked at Jiang Ziya, his eyes filled with questions. Why was Jiang Ziya so ruthless decades ago?
"Why? I also want to know why?" Jiang Ziya said in a low voice.
"Why was I so heartless back then? Why didn't Rong'er tell me she was pregnant? Why did Master make me cultivate immortality?" Jiang Ziya murmured.
Seeing Jiang Ziya's pained expression, Shen Gongbao's last trace of resentment vanished. He slowly got up, walked to Jiang Ziya's side, and extended his hand to him.
Jiang Ziya slightly raised his head, looked at his junior brother, and involuntarily reached out his hand.
Shen Gongbao pulled the other person up.
“Your godmother is just a mortal. I don’t want you to keep running away. Whatever your reasons were back then, now that fate has brought you together again, that’s destiny,” Shen Gongbao said, staring at Jiang Ziya.
"Come with me." After saying this, Shen Gongbao slowly flew towards Chaoge.
Jiang Ziya hesitated for a moment, then casually touched the Investiture of the Gods in his arms. His eyes gradually changed from confusion to determination. Then, he gritted his teeth and flew away.
Soon the two flew side by side to the sky above Chaoge, and Jiang Ziya asked in confusion.
"Junior brother, I forgot to ask earlier, isn't flying prohibited in the city? Why are you..."
"Hmph, you'll find out later." Shen Gongbao did not answer the question directly.
The rule only applies to other cultivators in the city; it naturally doesn't apply to the people of the Zhutian Tower.
Soon, Jiang Ziya, feeling uneasy, and Shen Gongbao arrived at the Shen residence.
As soon as I landed, I smelled a fragrance.
"Oh, he's back, Uncle Leopard is back."
"Grandpa is here too."
Niu Niu's voice rang out.
Then the old man came out of the house. When he saw Jiang Ziya, he trembled. The two stared at each other for a long time without saying a word.
Shen Gongbao didn't disturb the two, but instead pulled Niu Niu inside. Once inside the living room, they saw Nezha and Mengmeng happily munching on their food at the table.
"Um, Master, what's wrong with your eyes?" Nezha asked curiously.
"Eyes?" Shen Gongbao was taken aback. Then, realizing what he meant, his aura surged, his dark circles under his eyes vanished instantly, and his tattered clothes gradually returned to normal.
"Don't ask so many questions, kid. Eat quickly, and then continue practicing," Shen Gongbao said.
"Oh..." Nezha replied with a pained expression.
Soon after, the sound of crying came from outside, and Shen Gongbao shook his head helplessly.
When the two walked in together, a comical scene unfolded. Jiang Ziya rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and when he confirmed that the familiar figure at the dinner table was Mengmeng, he clutched his chest and felt an urge to run away.
"What's wrong?" Su Rong asked, looking at Jiang Ziya, whose expression seemed a bit strange.
"Eeya?" Mengmeng looked at Jiang Ziya, but she only glanced at him and continued to eat, clearly not very interested in him.
"This child, Mengmeng, what is she doing here..." Jiang Ziya murmured.
The people of Zhutianlou couldn't help but laugh when they saw this. After all the twists and turns, Jiang Ziya had once again encountered his nemesis.
Li Dao smiled, waved his hand, and shattered the screen. He would let things take their course from there. Come to think of it, he hadn't expected that Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao's godmother had a romantic relationship. Perhaps this was the difference between the real world and books. Some things in books are always glossed over, but there are many stories in the real world. Just like Jiang Ziya, people only know that he joined Kunlun at the age of thirty-two, but few people know about his past.
"Flying Bear, Flying Bear, Yuanshi, you really are despicable," Li Daoyi thought, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Immediately afterward, Li Daoyi sensed something and couldn't help but look out the window at the setting sun in the west.
"Has it arrived? Now it's up to you. Tsk tsk... I didn't expect to actually pull him out," Li Daoyi thought to himself.
Meanwhile, tens of thousands of miles away from Chaoge, under the setting sun, a bald man dressed in hemp clothing stood at the gate of Xiqi City.
"Hmm, is this the place?" the bald man said, touching his head. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that his head was indeed bald, with not even a hair follicle visible, and his dead fish eyes were fixed on the two characters "Xiqi".
"Let's go inside first," the strange bald man said, and strode inside with exaggerated steps.
People around them seemed to give way. It was rare to see a bald head in this era. Buddhism had not yet spread. As the saying goes, one's body and hair are given to one's parents, and no one would casually shave their head.
The bald man wandered aimlessly through the streets of Xiqi, looking left and right, stopping every now and then, behaving very strangely.
"Ugh, this is such a hassle. I should have just asked him to find me a companion to come with me," the bald man muttered to himself.
As darkness fell, the bald man wandered around the city for a while, until his stomach finally started growling. He looked up and gazed around.
"Let's eat something first."
As he spoke, he walked toward a passerby.
"Hello." The bald man smiled.
"Uh...wh...what's wrong?" the passerby asked in a somewhat panicked manner.
Are there any places to eat around here?
"Eat? You mean a restaurant? That's right there." The passerby nervously pointed to a three-story building on the street ahead.
"Sorry to bother you, thank you," the bald man said very politely.
The passersby, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, hurriedly walked away.
Am I really that scary?
Shaking his head helplessly, the mysterious man walked towards the restaurant.
Upon entering the restaurant, a waiter immediately came to greet us. Although surprised by the waiter's strange appearance and attire, we still politely inquired.
"Are you here for a meal or to stay overnight?"
"I'm eating."
"Then please go up to the second floor."
Soon the mysterious bald man arrived on the second floor. The second floor was empty, except for a young man sitting at a table, drinking alone.
"Please have a seat here, guest."
"What would you like to eat? Our little shop has everything," the waiter boasted.
"Oh, give me a serving of fries, extra big, and a large beef sukiyaki too. Oh, and a dozen sodas, orange flavor," the bald man said as he sat down.
"Oh, by the way, do you have any bananas?" the bald man then asked.
The waiter looked puzzled.
"Um...sir, what did you just say? I don't understand a word you said." The waiter said somewhat awkwardly.
"No? What a hassle." The bald man showed a hint of helplessness.
"How about you order something else?" the waiter said with a smile.
"Others..."
"I don't know..."
The bald man spread his hands and said.
"Hahaha..."
Just then, the young man at the table not far away couldn't help but laugh, and the bald man turned his head to look.
"Excuse me, excuse me, I couldn't help myself. This gentleman is from out of town, isn't he?" The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, very young. His clothes seemed simple, but the fabric was not ordinary. He also had a pendant hanging from his waist, something that only noble children would have.
"Yes."
"Waiter, could you please prepare a few of your restaurant's signature dishes? That'll be on my tab," the young man said.
"Yes, Second Young Master." The waiter seemed to recognize the young man and quickly bowed.
The young man then left his seat and walked over.
"What a strong body."
Although the bald man was dressed in linen clothes, the young man could still tell that he was very strong, especially his exposed arms, which were as muscular and powerful as a coiled dragon.
"My name is Ji Fa. May I ask who you are, sir?"
This person was Ji Fa, the second son of the Marquis of Xibo, who was the young man who entered Chaoge back then.
"Oh, my name is Saitama, and I'm from Z City."
"Oh, right, I'm a hero."
"..." Ji Fa stared blankly at Saitama, who was grinning and showing off his muscles, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"Hero...?"
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