When he was young, Third Master was spirited and felt his family was so strong that he had been arrogant outside for a period of time, but ultimately learned his lesson. The older he got, the more he understood that sometimes there were many, many things to consider. Although martial force was most important, it wasn't the only thing.

"Can I take a look at our Luo family's martial arts classics?" Xiaoyao asked. He very much wanted to know whether this Moyun Technique was the same as the Heavenly Demon Technique.

"Of course you can. Originally you wouldn't be able to see some of the later materials, but who told you to be my son? I still have some authority to let you see everything. Of course, there's no way for those ultimate techniques kept by the family head." Third Master said with some pride.

"I'll still look at the first part and work hard to see the later parts in the future." Xiaoyao said, clearly stating: I don't need your connections, I'm not your son.

"Silly child, why not use privileges when you can? This itself is a kind of talent. There's no fairness in this world. If there were fairness, there wouldn't be distinctions between geniuses and fools. In this life, people always live in unfair environments. What you need to do is use your own efforts to gain fair treatment, or make your opponents receive unfair treatment." Third Master said very philosophically. It seemed the lesson he received back then must have been severe, otherwise he wouldn't have such great enlightenment.

At the same time, clearly Third Master didn't think Xiaoyao was opposing their relationship, but was insisting on the principle of fair competition.

"Alright, since that's the case, I'll make use of this privilege. However, please don't call me son anymore. My name is Xiaoyao." Xiaoyao said. He actually didn't mind having this privilege—he'd never thought about wanting fair treatment.

"Alright, Xiaoyao. This name is really quite good. Who helped you choose it?" Third Master also accepted this. After all, calling someone by name was very normal—names were meant to be called anyway.

This name Xiaoyao also made Third Master feel very satisfied. If he were registered under his name in the future, he could also be called Luo Xiaoyao, which would still sound the same.

"I chose it myself." Xiaoyao replied casually. He couldn't very well say it was from the jade pendant—if some people knew about this, he would be exposed.

"Child, you've really suffered..." Third Master made another emotional gesture because he felt this was Xiaoyao's sadness as an orphan, and he wanted to embrace Xiaoyao while crying, but Xiaoyao dodged.

"I haven't suffered. Compared to many people, I've already been very fortunate. At least I have hands and feet." Xiaoyao shook his head. As long as someone had hands and feet and worked hard, any conditions could be created.

"Mm, don't complain about your birth. Work hard, and then you'll understand. Birth is just a beginning—it doesn't count for anything at all." Third Master said with more insight.

Xiaoyao was somewhat speechless. Why did this Third Master have so many insights? What exactly had he experienced when he was young? It was probably quite a legendary story.

Also, despite Third Master acting so neurotic, his strength wasn't weak. Xiaoyao could sense that this Third Master was in the late Saint Level. Even in the Xuanwu family, such strength would be top-tier.

Xiaoyao wanted to say once again: this Luo family is not simple!

"Come, come, here is our family's main courtyard. You choose an empty small courtyard—these few are all empty, you can choose any one." Third Master brought Xiaoyao to a large courtyard that also had several small courtyards attached.

This was a design of the Luo family. Generally, those belonging to one family would all be assigned to one large courtyard, and these small courtyards were for children after they grew up but before they married. If someone insisted on having their own separate courtyard, they could also apply for it.

Xiaoyao didn't have much opinion about this. Usually he slept in a building with servants, sometimes even sharing a room with others. Now having a dedicated small courtyard was already quite good treatment—this wasn't much.

If he demanded something else now, he'd probably still be sharing with others and wouldn't get anything better than this. Unless he produced results, he might as well treat Third Master's family as roommates—anyway, this was still an independent courtyard.

"I'll take this one. Thank you, Third Master. I wonder where the Luo family's library is? I'll go find some books to read." Xiaoyao thanked him very politely, making Third Master feel a sense of distance.

Forget it, take it slowly. Things will gradually get better!

"There's no rush to go to the library. Your identity jade token hasn't been processed yet. It should be ready tomorrow, then you can go to the library to borrow books!" Third Master said. "Without the jade token, even I can't help you get in. This is the Luo family's rule!"

The Luo family's identity jade tokens were very special. These tokens could only be used by their holders and required some blood to create. Just now when Xiaoyao was testing his bloodline, they were also collecting his blood—this was the first step in making the jade token.

The Luo family's mechanical arts seemed very strong. This was something Xiaoyao might be very interested in later!

"Oh, I see. I'll go in and tidy up. Where do we eat meals?" What Xiaoyao needed to do now was adapt to this place.

"For meals, of course we eat together, in the main hall!" Third Master pointed to the building in the main courtyard, where the open main door allowed one to see the spacious hall inside. Then Third Master told Xiaoyao the meal times.

"Alright, thank you Third Master. By the way, how should I address Third Master?" Xiaoyao smiled and asked.

"..." Third Master was somewhat silent. The other party actually didn't know his name. Well, he might have used different names carelessly before, and the other party originally wasn't looking for him anyway—it was just discovered by chance.

"My surname is Luo..."

"I know that."

"..., Luo Yunyi."

"Oh, the Yun generation? Are you and Luo Yuntian brothers?" Xiaoyao was somewhat surprised and asked casually.

"You know Yuntian too... sigh..." Luo Yunyi sighed, seemingly not suspecting why Xiaoyao would know Luo Yuntian, because Luo Yuntian's affairs had been spread too widely—too many people knew about them. This sigh also indicated that the widely spread affair wasn't a good thing.

Xiaoyao didn't speak, waiting for Luo Yunyi to continue. He had a feeling that Luo Yunyi would definitely continue.

Sure enough, Luo Yunyi continued: "Yuntian is my cousin. We have the same grandfather. He's my fourth uncle's—that is, your fourth great-uncle's—son. He has natural talent and was sent to Fuyun Sect from childhood. All his martial arts are from Fuyun Sect, except his internal cultivation which is still Moyun Technique."

"Originally he could be said to have unlimited prospects, perhaps becoming this generation's family head. But he was trapped by love, eloped with that Yun Qingyi, then married into Fuyun Sect. After returning, he became dejected, spending all day drinking and staring blankly, as if escaping from something. We've tried to counsel him, but he always refuses. For twenty years, it's been like this."

"Drinking and staring blankly? Isn't he together with Yun Qingyi? Shouldn't he be happy?" Xiaoyao was very puzzled. What was the current situation? Although Luo Yuntian had married into the family, at least he was with his beloved—so why was he still so dejected?

Could it be that he couldn't accept marrying into the family?

That shouldn't be right. If he dared to elope, why couldn't he accept marrying into the family? Besides, after marrying in, he still lived at the Luo family—what was the problem with that?

Xiaoyao suddenly thought of a possibility: perhaps when they eloped, they suddenly realized that being together wasn't as perfect as they thought, and they regretted it during the elopement.

That shouldn't be possible. After all, they were childhood sweethearts—how could this be treated as child's play? Besides, if they regretted it, they shouldn't be together.

"I don't know why either. He's always been like this. I feel like there's some kind of barrier between him and Yun Qingyi. Although the two are still husband and wife and even have a daughter, appearing very happy, it's not actually like that. Of course, this is just my guess—perhaps they really are very happy." Luo Yunyi said.

Was there some unknown matter in between? It seemed there were quite a few things he needed to figure out.

"Third Master, let me go in and organize things first. See you at dinner time." Xiaoyao bowed, maintaining his consistent courtesy.

"Wait a moment. You still haven't told me how old you are this year, where you were born, and who your mother is." Luo Yunyi stopped Xiaoyao. He still had many things unclear that he needed to know—which of his romantic debts had resulted in Xiaoyao.

"I'm twenty-one this year, turning twenty-two in three months. I don't know where I was born, and I don't know who my mother is. I was found on a mountain road, just by myself." Xiaoyao answered, responding to Luo Yunyi's questions half-truthfully.

"Poor child, your mother really isn't a decent person. Although I'm not decent either, if I had known about you, I definitely wouldn't have abandoned you." Luo Yunyi was moved again, feeling he owed Xiaoyao more and more.

"..." Xiaoyao didn't want to discuss this matter. Although he didn't want his mother to be criticized, the fact was that he seemed to have been abandoned—this was also a fact.

"Twenty-one years old, turning twenty-two in three months, so I should have met your mother over twenty-two years ago. I remember at that time I should have been in..." Luo Yunyi began talking about his journeys and romantic affairs. Obviously, even knowing the timeframe, he couldn't be certain who it was—the number of women he'd been involved with was not small.

(End of Chapter)