CHAPTER 201: CHAPTER 205: FATHER AND SON’S NIGHT TALK

Junze couldn’t remember how much he drank, but when he woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Luo Qingxuan had brought him back to the inn; fortunately, Junze was a decent drunk, intoxicated but not speaking irresponsibly, and didn’t create any embarrassing scenes.

However, this was Junze’s first hangover.

Honestly, the feeling of being drunk wasn’t pleasant; the only good thing was that his mood seemed to have improved significantly.

"Awake?"

Seeing Junze coming out of the room, Luo Qingxuan sat at the table, pushed over a cup of hot tea, and spoke softly: "There are two matters that require your attention."

"Hm?"

"First, certain areas in the relics are still under restriction protection. You need to go there to retrieve the resources," said Luo Qingxuan, counting on her fingers.

"No problem, I can set out at any time."

Nodding, Junze replied casually; for him, such a task wasn’t particularly troublesome.

Sighing, Luo Qingxuan continued: "Second, regarding Wang Cheng, your father’s situation... you need to decide how to handle it."

Back then, Su Yuwei ordered to eliminate the Wang Family completely, leaving only Wang Cheng detained due to his relationship with Junze; he’s been under the Profound Moon Sword Sect’s disciples’ supervision in Jubei City.

Su Yuwei never mentioned this matter, leaving it for Junze to decide.

Undeniably, this was a difficult decision for Junze, yet ultimately, only he could resolve it.

After a moment of silence, Junze slowly replied: "I’ll sort out the relics first. Once I return... I’ll meet him."

"Okay!"

A touch of tenderness in her eyes, Luo Qingxuan responded softly.

There wasn’t much to say about the relics; accompanied by Luo Qingxuan, Junze revisited the site, handling everything effortlessly and without danger.

Junze didn’t pay attention to how many resources he obtained, nor did he care; with abundant cultivation resources at the Profound Moon Sword Sect, it was sufficient.

In the evening, Junze met Wang Cheng at a manor in Jubei City.

The manor was one of the Wang Family’s properties in Jubei City.

The Wang Family’s main lineage had died in that battle, but those who were in Jubei City, including some collateral branches and servants, naturally remained; yet recently, they were also in distress.

Entering the courtyard, seeing Wang Cheng, Junze was momentarily bewildered.

Although it had only been a few days since they last met, Wang Cheng seemed to have aged a decade in an instant, exuding a sense of weariness.

"Father."

After a long silence, Junze finally spoke slowly.

Since leaving the Wang Family that day, he hadn’t addressed him as father again.

"Rare indeed that now, you’re willing to acknowledge me."

Looking at Junze, Wang Cheng’s eyes reflected a complex expression as he replied calmly.

Towards this son, Junze, Wang Cheng felt similarly perplexed.

Reaching this point today was largely his doing, yet even given another chance, his nature would likely lead to the same outcome.

Luo Qingxuan had quietly retreated, leaving the two alone.

"I’ve always had a question... Are Xin’er and I truly your biological children?"

After a pause, Junze couldn’t help but ask.

"Your ability to ask such a question shows that I’ve indeed failed as a father."

Looking at Junze, Wang Cheng suddenly laughed, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

No dramatic plot twist; Junze’s background held no secrets, he was truly Wang Cheng’s son. The outcome today, as Wang Xin said, purely stemmed from Wang Cheng’s indifference to family bonds, valuing only interests.

"How do you plan to deal with me?"

Wang Cheng asked indifferently: "Kill me or cripple my cultivation?"

"If killing you were an option, you would have died on the day at the Wang Family."

Shaking his head, Junze replied calmly.

Su Yuwei’s sparing of Wang Cheng was clear; not only to prevent any discord with Junze, but also as a silent reminder for Junze, not to make impulsive decisions in the heat of the moment.

No matter what, the bond of blood cannot be severed. In the long term, Junze shouldn’t carry the name of patricide, regardless of how unworthy his father was.

"From now on, you are free."

Directly stating his intentions, Junze continued: "I’ll have the Profound Moon Sword Sect’s disciples withdraw. Whether you wish to leave the Northern Domain or rebuild the Wang Family... is up to you."

"But from this moment forward, I have nothing to do with the Wang Family. Please remember that."

Finishing his words, Junze immediately turned to leave.

The gratitude of over ten years of upbringing was finally repaid this time.

"Do you truly dare to let me stay in Jubei City?"

Watching Junze’s departing figure, Wang Cheng couldn’t help but ask: "You’re not even afraid of me allying with Yuan Shouyi again?"

"As you wish!"

Without turning back, Junze answered indifferently: "Perhaps you don’t believe it, but neither you nor Yuan Shouyi pose any threat to me."

"Oh, mentioning this, there’s something else I can tell you."

Junze continued: "Yuan Shouyi, I’m determined to kill!"

"..."

For a moment, Wang Cheng felt a sense of unease.

Yuan Shouyi, esteemed as the City Lord of Jubei City, even Luo Qingxuan and Su Yuwei wouldn’t lightly proclaim to kill Yuan Shouyi, yet Junze did so casually.

Moreover, for some reason, even Wang Cheng didn’t perceive it as a joke, but rather felt a chill.

This statement also served as a warning!

If he truly dared ally with Yuan Shouyi, then next time, Junze may not be so lenient.

Most importantly, he genuinely sensed a powerful confidence emanating from Junze.

It was an absolute confidence belonging solely to the strong.

At that moment, Wang Cheng didn’t know what kind of mood he was in.

If only time could turn back three years!

If only Junze hadn’t failed to open his veins back then...

Would everything be different?

Sadly, ’if only’ never existed in this world.

Leaving the courtyard, Junze felt a lightness lifting off of him.

Sparing Wang Cheng indeed lacked a sense of satisfaction, but it definitely provided greater relief.

"I’ve already withdrawn our people."

Seeing Junze come out, Luo Qingxuan’s face also showed a smile as she spoke softly: "From now on, the Profound Moon Sword Sect will be your home."