At this moment, Chu Mo couldn't help but feel a bit nervous as he looked at Xu Nan.

Xu Nan said, "It seems like it was last year, there was this time when I saw dad drunk every day, and I felt very sad for him, so I asked him, 'Dad, is there something that's making you so heartbroken? Why are you treating yourself like this?' Dad didn't pay any attention to me at that time, didn't talk to me, and then I added, 'I know quite a few good girls from respectable families, how about I kidnap one to be your wife?' As a result... for the first time, Dad lashed out at me and told me to get lost. He was really angry. After that, he ignored me for a long time. I kept apologizing to Dad, and oh, it took a long, long time before he slowly started to talk to me again."

Xu Nan pouted and said, "So I guess Dad must have had an unhappy marriage... Right, Young Master Chu, um? Eh? Where did he go–damn!"

Xu Nan looked at the empty seat opposite her, and she was completely dumbfounded. There was no one there!

"Am I... hallucinating?" Xu Nan wobbled to her feet, rubbing her head vigorously, feeling as though she had just had a dream. She muttered to herself, "What was I just saying? Huh, why can't I remember anything? Who... who did I just see? Dagang? Or Iron? I haven't had any alcohol... why can't I remember anything?"

Over there, the same old house was still standing, and the dilapidated wooden fence was still as it had been.

Chu Mo had come here again, pushing open the gate directly, and then reached the door of the rundown house, flinging it open. Thump, thump, thump, he walked a few steps into the house, where the old drunkard was still slumped in a chair, looking as if he had fallen asleep.

"Old man, you dumped me in the Mortal Realm and then washed your hands of me, hiding here living like a drunkard comfortably, is that it? Fine, since you're like this, I have nothing more to worry about. I've heard that as long as I mention my mother's name, someone over there will sense it immediately and send someone across the void to kill me, right?" Chu Mo said all this in one breath, but the old drunkard lying there had no reaction at all.

"Fine, wanna see who's more ruthless, huh? Don't forget, I am also from the Chu Clan!" Chu Mo sneered loudly, "I am Chu Mo, my mother is Ji..."

"Enough!" The old drunk suddenly erupted with a roar, and within that roar was the thunderous sound of the Great Dao, instantly dissipating Chu Mo's voice. The invisible void, filled with endless laws, densely packed, instantly sealed off the whole Ninth City.

The old drunkard opened his eyes, which were still murky, but now filled with anger, "Who is this brat making all this noise in my place?"

Chu Mo looked at the old drunkard and couldn't help but smile, but the smile was tinged with sadness.

"Alright, senior, sorry to disturb you, I just missed my mother and wanted to call out her name. If you don't want me to say it in front of you, fine, I'll go somewhere else to call her name." After saying that, Chu Mo turned and walked away.

"Come back here!" The old drunk immediately roared, then bellowed, "You little rascal! Are you fucking using your own life to threaten me? Why are you such a scoundrel?"

Chu Mo, with his back to the old drunk, smiled, but tears streamed down his face. He tilted back his head, his laughter growing louder and louder, but eventually, it fell silent. Only the tears continued to flow.

This old drunkard was his father!

If he wasn't his father, why would he be so anxious and concerned about him? Just like what the old drunkard had furiously said just now: Are you fucking using your own life to threaten me, why are you such scoundrel?

Thinking about it, indeed, it was a bit scoundrelly... But then again, his actions just now seemed to have a bit of... acting like a spoiled child.

Chu Mo shivered, feeling a bit of disgust. He never thought these words could be associated with him. It was just too outrageous.

But no matter what, he had found him!

Acting spoiled, then be it!

A son and his father... couldn't he act spoiled? Couldn't he? He didn't know, no one had ever told him, and he had never experienced it. Anyway, he felt that doing this was exhilarating, extremely exhilarating, especially exhilarating!

"Are you pleased with yourself now?" The old drunk still seethed with anger, the furious expression on his face unabating. He never dreamed that this little rascal would force him to admit his identity in such a way. He had intended to never acknowledge him no matter what.

This little bastard! Dammit! He's driving me mad!

How the fuck is he so smart?

Eventually, Chu Tianji himself was amused by his anger.

This little thing, with this clever and mischievous spirit, was just too much like his mother!

Exactly the same!

With that thought, a touch of sorrow passed over Chu Tianji's aged face.

"Happy, of course I'm happy." Chu Mo turned back, tears streaming down his face as he looked at the old man before him, with a deeply etched face and hazy eyes. The heartache he felt was indescribable. The happiness was in finally finding his father! But the heartache was in seeing that his father had become like this.

Chu Mo knelt down before the old drunk with a thump, his voice trembling, "Dad, your son has been unfilial..."

Before he could finish, he choked up and couldn't speak any further.

The old drunk's cloudy eyes blinked rapidly, then he said in a deep voice, "I'm not..."

"Don't deny it, okay? I've spent so many years searching for you. I don't care what the reasons are, I don't care what has happened. But now, I have grown up. Whatever it is, your son will face it with you. Okay?" There was sadness in Chu Mo's voice.

The old drunk coughed twice and said, "What is there to face? The natural cycle of life and death? That's the Heavenly Dao's law."

"You are my father, the once supreme Heavenly Genius who commanded respect and shone brightly across the Yanhuang region. No matter what time it is, you will always be the greatest pride in my heart," Chu Mo spoke passionately.

The old drunkard's reaction was somewhat indifferent, "That's all in the past. What you see now is just an old drunk clinging to life as his candle burns out."

"No, it's not like that!" Chu Mo loudly objected, then looking at the aged face before him, his heart ached as if it were being grasped painfully. A thousand words could not express his feelings, and in the end, he could only say one thing, "Dad, come home with me."

"Home? Where is home?" the old drunkard chuckled, looking at Chu Mo, "Kid, you've grown up, made a name for yourself, and have become a young colossus in the Heavenly Realm... I heard you have quite a few beauties around you, hmm, keep those you like by your side. Don't let them down."

"I only like one person," Chu Mo said.

"You don't understand now, but you will later, letting someone down... is the greatest mistake," the old drunkard said.

"Dad, will you come home with me? All these matters, you decide. You tell me how many to marry, and I'll marry that many!" Chu Mo looked at the old drunkard, "Wouldn't you want a bunch of grandsons?"

In the old drunkard's murky eyes, a fleeting look of interest appeared but then returned to calm.

"I'm not going anywhere. I like it here just fine, with booze to drink every day and meat to eat often," the old drunkard said with a squint and a smile. "A waste like me fits best in a place like this."

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside. Suddenly, Xu Nan, that tomboy, burst in, staring at the two of them, gasping for breath, "You... you... are indeed here."

"Suddenly," the old drunkard said, "Brother Nan."

"Eh, what does old dad need from Nan'er?" Although Xu Nan felt the atmosphere in the room was strange, the old drunkard was usually so drunk all day long that he had hardly ever initiated a conversation with her like this.

As for things like 'Brother Nan'... she just automatically filtered that out.

"Pack your things later and leave with him," the old drunkard said.

"Eh?" Tomboy Nan'er looked a bit confused and asked, "What's going on?"

"He's Chu Mo, the one you admire the most. Following him, you have a future," the old drunkard said.

"Then who is he to you, old dad?" Xu Nan asked, looking at the old drunkard.

The old drunkard waved his hand, "It's none of your business."

"He's your son, isn't he? Old dad, you're Chu..."

"Enough," the old drunkard frowned, irritable, cutting Xu Nan off, "This matter has nothing to do with you."

"Old dad," Xu Nan stamped her foot, finally showing a bit of a young girl's manner, complaining, "I'm your daughter, do I have a say or not? If you're... if so... then I, wouldn't I become a little princess?"

Chu Mo and the old drunkard looked at Xu Nan with speechless expressions.

Xu Nan was a bit coy, twisting about and saying, "I've been an orphan since I was little, and finally climbed a big tree, old dad, won't you acknowledge me?" With that, she stepped forward, grabbed the old drunkard's arm, and shook it.

A helpless look finally appeared on the old drunkard's face, and he said with a wry smile, "Stop shaking. My old arms and legs will fall apart if you keep that up."

"Then tell me, old dad!" Xu Nan insisted crisply, shooting Chu Mo a triumphant little look.

Chu Mo had a headache, but he noticed that his father seemed to quite like this little girl. This... this could be a good thing. At least, through this little sprout of a... cough, sister, through this foundling sister, he could work on convincing his father.

"Yes, he's my son," the old drunkard finally admitted.

"Wow, so I really am a little princess, right? Right?" Xu Nan exclaimed excitedly, jumping up and then excitedly calling out to Chu Mo, "Brother!"

Chu Mo: "..."

The old drunkard then said, "Kid, from now on, she's your sister. You have to treat her well and not let her stray, she's a promising youngster."

"What do you mean stray, old dad? I'm very pure and kind!" The bean sprout protested cutely to the old drunkard.

Chu Mo knew well how talented this bean sprout was, and he nodded to the old drunkard, "Then let's go home together, shall we?"

Xu Nan also looked at the old drunkard with anticipation. Becoming a little princess of the Chu Clan, wasn't that tempting? Huge, it was! But in reality, deep down, that wasn't what Xu Nan really wanted!

She was just trying to help Chu Mo!

After seeing Chu Mo here, she had already guessed the relationship between him and the old dad.

This shocked her immensely, like she was dreaming, but at the same time, she made a decision: she had to help Chu Mo bring the old dad home!

She was fed up with the Ninth City!

She wanted to cultivate, to become an immortal!

She wanted to leave her name on the Combat Power Chart of the Illusionary Divine Realm!

Also, most importantly, she wished to always stay by the old dad's side. The old dad was too pitiable, alone with no one to care for him. She was willing to be his daughter, to care for him forever.

Not because he was a big shot of the Chu Clan, but just because he was old dad.

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