Chapter 42: Father and Son Conversation

  "Dad!" In Yang Sanwu's bedroom, Yang Yuxi suddenly knelt down in front of Yang Sanwu's bed, tears streaming down her face.

  "Knock knock knock!"

  Yang Yu Xi's face was covered in tears, ignoring everyone's dissuasion, she heavily knocked her head on the ground three times, and a small red mark instantly appeared on her pale forehead.

  "Third brother, wake up." Eldest brother Yang Yuwu hastily stepped forward to pull up Yang Yu Xi. His eyes were also red and swollen, clearly having just cried, after all, although he was the eldest brother, in reality he was still a fourteen-year-old child.

  "Big brother, don't help me, it's all because of me, it's all my fault!!" Yang Yu Xi struggled with all her might, completely disregarding the injuries in her body. Yang Wu saw this and could only give up.

  Others, including Yang Lin and Yang Yuwen, no longer stepped forward to stop her. They knew that once Yang Yuxin's stubborn temper flared up, no one could bring her back.

  Yang Lin simply ordered someone to bring over a cushion for Yang Yu Xi to sit on, then silently stood off to the side, his eyes somewhat dazed as he stared ahead.

  Old man, what's wrong with you again...

  Alas...

  Sweat trickled down Yang Yuxi's pale face and dripped onto the ground, forming a small puddle.

  Looking again at the bed, Yang San's face was not as pale as he had imagined, but rather still quite rosy, and in no way resembling a man who had lost an arm.

  Yang Sanweng woke up two days later. When he came to, he found that except for Yang Lin standing beside him, everyone else had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

  In front of the bed, there was a cushion with two palm prints on it, which seemed to be left by someone who had knelt down.

  Is it Yu Xi?

  "Yang Lin..." Yang Sanfeng faintly opened his mouth, the pain in his left shoulder had reduced a lot, it seemed that losing an arm hadn't caused him any harm.

  "Master, you're awake?" Yang Lin hastily walked over, from the time Yang Yuxi had an accident until now, he hadn't closed his eyes much, it was all his strong cultivation that was supporting him.

  However, Yang San forgot and looked at him with a glance, seeing the fatigue in his eyes, said: "You go rest, I'm fine."

  "But, old master..."

  Yang San furrowed his brow and said, "Others may not know, but you don't either? This injury is nothing."

  Yang Lin trembled slightly and respectfully said: "Yes..."

  "You wake them up too, and let each of them go back to their own room to rest."

  Yang Lin nodded and turned around to wake up Yang Yuwu and Yang Yiwu. The two were delighted to see Yang Sanweng waking up, and they quickly gathered around to ask about his well-being.

  "Children, I'm fine, you go back and rest well." Yang San's eyes flowed out with rare tenderness, speaking softly.

  The two children wanted to stay behind, but they couldn't outdo Yang Sanwang, so they had no choice but to leave with Yang Lin first.

  Before leaving, Yang Lin bent down and picked up the cushion from the ground, patting off the dirt on it.

  "Grandfather Yang Lin, shall we go take a look at Third Brother first?" Yang Yuwen asked seemingly casually.

  Yang Lin nodded and said, "Mm-hmm, go take a look. He was originally weak in the body, after kneeling for a whole day he must have triggered his injury again."

  As they spoke, the three of them turned a corner and disappeared from Yang San's line of sight.

  Three people's conversation Yang San forgot how could he not have heard? He withdrew his gaze, staring blankly at the ceiling...

  It's really Yu Xi...

  This child...

  "What? Father woke up?" Upon hearing this news, Yang Yu Xi on the bed couldn't help but want to get out of bed immediately, but the dizziness in his head made him have no choice but to honestly stay in bed.

  "Master's body is very strong, Third Young Master doesn't need to worry." Yang Lin smiled slightly.

  "I know Dad is formidable......" Yang Yu Xi muttered to herself, then regret appeared in her eyes, and she bit her lip fiercely.

  "Third Master, don't feel guilty, the old master did this for your own good." Yang Lin's face also lost its smile, and he looked very distressed.

  "Why... why did it have to be like this?! It was clearly my own fault, yet Father lost a hand because of me! Why did it have to turn out like this?!" Yang Yu Xi's expression was somewhat agitated.

  "Alas..." Yang Lin knew Yang Yu Xi's emotions, this temper was exactly the same as Yang San Feng's when he was young. He clearly didn't like others to suffer for him, but he himself always ended up suffering for others.

  Yang Lin also stopped talking, he knew he couldn't persuade Yang Yu Xi, just like he couldn't persuade Yang San Wang, the only one who could persuade Yang San Wang was that beautiful and virtuous lady.

  What a pity...

  Yang Lin shook his head and left Yang Yu Xi's room.

  The entire city of Xiyang was shrouded in an atmosphere of worry at this time, and the pedestrians on the road all wore a faintly visible look of concern. The most bustling place was no longer the market, but the clinic and pharmacy, where countless people came every day to ask about the situation of City Master Yang Sanwang.

  It wasn't until half a month later, when Yang Sanpang's body had recovered very quickly, that the entire city of Xiyang gradually returned to normal.

  When Yang Sanpang reappeared in front of the people of Xiyang City for the first time, all the people saw Yang Sanpang's ruddy face and still healthy body, and involuntarily shed tears. The people "thumped" and knelt down, bowing three times towards where Yang Sanpang was.

  Yang San forgot his composure, and despite his usual calm nature, he was still moved by the sincere blessings, so he quickly bowed down to help each of them up.

  Yang Sanweng only felt a surge of heat in his chest, and suddenly he burst out: "Thanks to everyone's kindness, my injury has almost recovered. If you don't mind, I, Yang Sanweng, will continue to be your city master and do my best for everyone!"

  "Long live the lord of the castle!"

  "Long live the lord of the castle!"

  The crowd was in an uproar, and Yang Lin's eyes were filled with tears as he suddenly felt that Yang San's decision back then was correct.

  In the not-too-distant crowd, the old man silently watched the masses kneeling all over the ground. On the surface, he looked calm, but his heart was turbulent. He thought that in this remote evening city, the highest spiritual leader in everyone's heart was not the Son of Heaven sitting in the imperial city, but the one-armed man in front of them.

  "It seems that this evening city is the right place, it's a good place to retire...". The old man's face actually showed a hint of a smile, he turned around and slowly walked away.

  Yang San forgot to notice Lao Tzu's existence. He raised his head and watched as Lao Tzu's somewhat frail figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

  Yang Sanweng returned to the mansion, already deep into the night, and was shocked to find Yang Yuxi kneeling on the hard floor of the study waiting for him.

  Yang Sanwang looked at Yang Yuxi's slender figure, remained silent for a moment, closed the door of the study, sat down behind the desk, and then asked: "Yuxi, what brings you to my place?"

  The evening breeze blew gently and rang the wind chime behind the window.

  Yang Yu Xi gazed at Yang San's empty left sleeve, and the image of the blood mist he saw that day floated into his mind. His hands clenched tightly, his upper teeth biting down on his lower lip, and his eyes were filled with bloody streaks.

  "What are you talking about?! This isn't your bedroom!" Yang San's face turned slightly red as he blocked his empty left sleeve, and then shouted loudly.

  Yang Yu Xi was scolded by Yang San so much that he felt relieved in his heart, and found that his old man was still the same ruthless old man, without any change.

  Yang Yu Xi was shocked to discover that she was very afraid of losing the man in front of her, even if he changed into another form, she didn't want to accept it.

  One's own father should originally scold himself a couple of times and hit himself a couple of times, this is one's own father!

  "Dad......" Yang Yu Xi's voice trembled with excitement as tears fell down her face.

  Yang Sanfurrowed his brow and shouted, "What are you crying about?! How did I teach you before?! Have you forgotten after just a few days of not being punished?! Do you want to go into solitary confinement for a few days?!"

  "No, Dad." Yang Yu Xi burst into tears and laughed, hastily waving her hand.

  Yang San slightly narrowed his eyes, and those discussing Yang Yu Xi's injuries also improved a lot. Although he didn't say anything, his heart felt much more at ease.

  "What are you doing running to my place in the middle of the night without sleeping?"

  Yang Yu Xi suddenly remembered the purpose of his visit, he knocked three times on the ground in front of Yang San and said: "Father, Yu Xi is sorry to you!"

  Yang San forgot his words and quietly gazed at the child in front of him.

  "Son is unfilial, causing a big trouble outside and still wants father to take responsibility for me, son is unfilial!"

  Yang San's face turned cold and he said: "If you came here just to say these things, then get out of here."

  Yang Yu Xi hastily stopped talking, his face suddenly turned serious. He said to Yang San Fang: "Dad, I will definitely remember this lesson from now on and not be impulsive again. I won't make the same mistake again and I will take responsibility for my own actions. I will become a man who makes you proud!"

  A hint of indescribable comfort appeared in Yang San's eyes, but he still said: "Don't make me satisfied, just let yourself and your brother be satisfied."

  "Partner fee......" Yang Yu Xi was lost in thought.

  Yang San forgot to say: "I know what's going on between you and Nan Gong Cang Jie Lan Yu Yan, don't think too much about it, you're still young, the feelings you have now don't count, even if you were as old as your brother Nie Han, there's no guarantee you'll find the right person."

  "Uh-huh, got it." Yang Yu Xi nodded heavily.

  Yang San suddenly became distant and his eyes seemed to be lost in thought. Yang Yu Xi knew that her father was thinking of her mother again.

  "Dad..." Yang Yu Xi called out softly.

  Yang San woke up and said: "What are you still doing here?! Go back to sleep!"

  Yang Yu Xi said: "Dad, I miss mom too..."

  Yang San Fong's face changed suddenly, and he asked in a somewhat trembling voice: "Do you miss her too?"

  "Yes, Father, I've never seen Mother since I was a child. What does Mother look like? Where is Mother...?" Yang Yu Xi murmured and asked.

  "Sorry, son, it's your father's fault." Yang Sanwang seemed to have aged a lot, his words were filled with a sense of desolation.

  "What's Mom and Dad's name?"

  Yang San forgot to sink into deep thought for a long time, and only then did he spit out from his mouth a person's name that he hadn't said in a long time: "Mu Yan."

  The evening wind is blowing strongly at this moment, causing the wind chimes to ring out with a clear and crisp sound.

  After saying these two words, Yang Sanfeng seemed to have used up all his strength and was extremely exhausted.

  Yang Yu Xi muttered these two words, then faced Yang San Wang and kowtowed three more times before leaving the study.

  Determination flashed across Yang Yuxi's eyes.

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