Xia Yuxuan was momentarily stunned, considering this form of address...
He looked closely, searching through the memories in his mind. When he recalled something, his heart gave a violent jolt.
With a slightly trembling tone, he asked, "Are you that Sir from back then?!"
Back then, when Wanru had a difficult labor giving birth to Xia Yueyou, he remembered that this Sir had merely waved his hand from across the bedroom door, and his daughter had been safely delivered, with both mother and child doing well.
"Hn, looks like you haven't gone senile yet. Let's go, let's go check on old Xia." Xuanchen walked in alone with his hands behind his back.
Xia Yuxuan twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking to himself that this guy had a really vicious tongue.
Inside the room, Xia Yueyou glared at him and scolded, "You're dallying more than a woman."
"You'er, I just helped you solve two moles a moment ago. You're wronging me."
"What?"
Xia Yuxuan, who was following behind him, was startled, and even Ms. Jiang, who had been silenced, widened her eyes.
Every single servant in this old residence had been personally chosen by them—to think there were still moles!
"The western courtyard wing, go interrogate them, and don't disturb me while I save a life," Xuanchen said calmly, looking at Yueyou's parents.
Xia Yuxuan gave his wife a reassuring look, took her hand, and walked out; he trusted his daughter's judgment.
He also trusted a man whose appearance hadn't changed at all over the span of more than twenty years—an ability even his own father did not possess.
Once they closed the door and went outside, Xuanchen said to Yueyou, "You'er, you wronged me just now. My heart hurts. Remember, you owe me a favor."
"Fine, fine, fine, I owe you a favor. Great Immortal Xuanchen, can you save my grandfather now?" Xia Yueyou agreed straight away.
He bit his lip with a mischievous smile, then straightened his expression in a second.
"You''er, your grandfather's Foundation Establishment spiritual platform is damaged, and that is the very foundation of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator."
He opened the jade box and took out the Purple Spirit Lingzhi; instantly, a rich spiritual power permeated the entire room.
Looking at the Purple Spirit Lingzhi, Xia Yueyou recalled what he had said back on the mountain when he gave her this spirit medicine.
Her expression changed slightly as she asked, "So you knew all along that my grandfather's spiritual platform was injured?"
"I told you, I can divine the past and future with a pinch of my fingers. You didn't believe me."
Xia Yueyou doubted herself a little. In her mind, the future wasn't predestined, so how could anyone possibly calculate it?
"Even with a myriad of possibilities, as long as one's cultivation is strong enough, one can always calculate the correct one."
"You used the Heart-Communication Technique on me again! You are not allowed to use it on me in the future!" she glared at him and scolded.
"What a monstrous injustice! I didn't use it just now."
Xuanchen felt deeply wronged; he knew what little You'er was thinking the moment he looked at her—it was entirely based on his understanding of her.
"Ghosts would believe you."
While the two were speaking, Xuanchen had already extracted the essence of the Purple Spirit Lingzhi and infused it into Xia Zhenguo's Dantian, slowly repairing his Foundation Establishment spiritual platform.
The Purple Spirit Lingzhi, having lost its essence, turned withered and dry. He grabbed it and crushed it into powder, poured it into a cup of warm water, stirred it, forced his mouth open with magical power, and poured it down.
Xia Yueyou: ......
"Alright, he'll wake up in an hour at most. The rest is up to You'er, I'm going to sleep."
With that, Xuanchen directly opened the bedroom door and walked out. Following the faint scent, he entered You'er's bedroom, stripped off his clothes right then and there, collapsed onto the bed, pulled the quilt over himself, and went to sleep.
He had no desire to watch some touching scene of grandfatherly kindness and filial piety—it was too annoying!
......
The Lín family's old estate was also located in East City, consisting of a courtyard house covering an area of over a thousand square meters.
"You piece of trash, you can't even handle such a small task! What use do I have for you?!" Lín Zhèntiān roared in fury.
"Family head, we don't know what happened either! I planted the bomb with my own hands, and I saw with my own eyes that they boarded the plane and took off!"
He felt he was even more wronged than Dou E; everything had been done according to the family head's instructions, yet when it failed, he was the one left holding the bag.
"How dare you talk back?! Get out of my sight!"
"Yes."
Living under someone else's roof, one had to bow their head. He turned and retreated, a glint of dark light flashing in his eyes.
"Dad, you should still keep a low profile during this period. The authorities are monitoring very strictly."
Lín Zhèntiān's tiger-like eyes widened. "What, are you afraid it will affect your official career? Who dares to meddle with me? I'll send them to meet the King of Hell!"
"Dad, you are only in the Foundation Establishment Realm; you can't withstand modern heavy weaponry, you'll die!"
Lín Hǎi felt somewhat exhausted. Having climbed to his position, he naturally knew quite a bit; figures who could withstand many kinds of weapons did indeed exist in Huaxia.
However, those beings would not stand in opposition to the state; they were all worldly recluses whose ambitions lay in cultivating immortality.
Yet his dad always relied on a shred of cultivation to fancy himself an immortal, growing increasingly inflated.
"Hmph, the higher you climb, the more cowardly you get. My affairs do not require your intervention."
Lín Zhèntiān was dressed in a Tang suit. Even though he was already over eighty years old, he looked like a man of sixty, and his vigor was better than that of many young people.
"Sigh, suit yourself. Sooner or later, you'll drag me down."
In other families, sons dragged their fathers down, but in his family, it was the father dragging the son down.
......
"Grandfather, you're awake!"
"Dad, you're finally awake."
Xia Zhenguo opened his eyes and used his spiritual sense to look inward at himself, discovering that not even his meridians had fully recovered, but the cracks in his spiritual platform had also been mended, and a rich medicinal potency still lingered in his Dantian.
With a puzzled look in his eyes, he looked at his granddaughter and asked, "Yueyou, what happened to me?"
Xia Yueyou hurriedly and roughly explained the events of the past few days.
"Dad, that Sir is the very same one from back then," Xia Yuxuan reminded him.
"What kind of riddles are you two speaking in?" Xia Yueyou swept a suspicious glance between the two of them.
"Yueyou, you're tired from your long journey, and it's getting late. Go rest first. Tomorrow, when Grandpa sees that Sir, you'll understand."
"Fine. Grandpa, you rest well too."
Once his daughter had walked out, Xia Yuxuan glanced at his wife, then asked curiously, "Dad, just what kind of person is that Sir?"
He had asked his father back then as well, but his father hadn't told him at the time. If he hadn't seen that Sir just now, he would have almost forgotten.
Jiang Wanru also stared at her father-in-law, waiting for his answer.
Xia Zhenguo shook his head and said, "I don't know what kind of person he is either. The first time I saw him, I was not even forty years old."
"At that time, I received orders from superiors and led troops setting out from Nanyun Province to support Xiguang Province in fighting the monkeys. On the march, when passing through a stretch of deep mountains, I met him once."
"Hsss—"
The couple once again contributed a trace of warmth to global warming.
......
When Xia Yueyou pushed open her bedroom door, her expression changed instantly—someone was in her room!
Gathering spiritual power in her palms, she swiped them across her eyes, and her vision instantly transformed to resemble an owl's, capable of seeing in pitch darkness.
After clearly seeing who was lying on her bed, she let out a sigh of relief, which was immediately followed by a surge of embarrassment—this was the bed she had slept in for over a dozen years!
She slapped the light switch on, walked over to the bed, and yanked the quilt away. What met her eyes was a sturdy, well-defined muscular physique...
After blushing deeply and admiring it for a moment, she put on a stern face, grabbed his hand, and tried to pull him up from the bed.
"Xuanchen, get up. Go sleep somewhere else." Using this form of address rolled rather smoothly off her tongue now.
Yet, with her strength, which was approaching the 6th Layer of Qi Condensation, she couldn't budge him an inch.
"You''er, stop making a fuss, let's sleep together."