"Hahaha, Third Ye, ah, it's been so many years, you've aged so much."

When Xiaofan opened the door, he saw a big, burly guy, about the same age as Grandpa, but much broader in stature.

"You glutton, it seems you haven't really controlled your appetite all these years." Ye Aotian also let out a hearty laugh and came over to greet him.

"Hey, you old rascal, why is your mouth still so unforgiving? There are juniors in the back." As Fan Lingtian finished speaking, four young people walked out from behind him.

"Yo, these young lads look pretty spirited. Come on in, have a seat." Seeing his old friend of many years, Ye Aotian's graying hair was a reminder that time changes people and things. In that moment, a flood of memories rushed through his mind. Once they had been through life and death together, now, only the two of them remained.

Xiaofan stood aside, looking at Fan Lingtian, and couldn't help feeling that he was just an ordinary old man, quite similar to Grandpa. However, since Grandpa could hide himself so well, surely the other side must be the same.

However, after seeing the four followers behind Fan Lingtian, Xiaofan was suddenly taken aback. If he remembered correctly, when Shen Zuimo was taken away by the Blood Wolf, it was one of these four people who took him to the hospital.

"Hello, how is Shen Zuimo doing now?" Xiaofan didn't hesitate at all and stepped forward, directly confronting Jie.

Jie also didn't expect to run into Xiaofan here. Naturally, on the other side, Shen Junjie was also very surprised. He didn't expect that this Ye Xiaofan was actually the grandson of Ye Aotian, one of the Three Great Heavenly Kings.

"She's fine, you don't need to worry. We'll protect her." It was Shen Junjie who replied to Xiaofan, as he was the one with the most authority to speak here.

This was Xiaofan's first time seeing Shen Junjie. And just because of this sentence, a hint of hostility suddenly appeared in Xiaofan's eyes.

Feeling the hostility in Xiaofan's expression, Shen Junjie was slightly surprised. This guy was too sensitive, able to detect the unusual relationship between him and Zuimo in such a simple sentence. No wonder Zuimo always praised him as smart when they talked about him.

"Junjie, come on over."

"Xiaofan, come and make some tea."

With the calls from the elders, these young people all went into the house one after another.

The two elders began to chat about the past. At first, their conversation was full of excitement and carefree banter, but by the end, both grew gradually sorrowful.

Yes, the partners they fought alongside back then were now scattered, separated by life and death.

"Third Ye, Boss Ren is gone." Fan Lingtian finally got to the main point at the end.

"Yeah. Xiaofan told me." Ye Aotian didn't hide Xiaofan's affair; they probably understood more than he did.

"Oh, so this is Xiaofan, huh? Very young, has the style you had back in the day, bold, rushing forward regardless of consequences." Fan Lingtian said, looking at Xiaofan standing nearby with a smile.

"You didn't just come here to chat with me today, did you?" Ye Aotian said softly.

"Hm, you know me well, old friend. With Boss Ren gone, I am left to bear the burden of the Yanhuang Soul alone. To be honest, I don't have his leadership skills. So...I hope you can come back to help me. Otherwise, I really can't handle it alone."

"What kind of joke is this, I'm already too old..."

"I am serious." Fan Lingtian looked at Ye Aotian with a serious face, extraordinarily sincere.

"Go back, the journey from Kyoto over here is quite far. If you leave now, you might still make it for dinner." Ye Aotian refused without even considering it, though it was clear without directly saying.

"Third Ye, now's the time when everyone needs you." Fan Lingtian said, not giving up: "Are you just going to spend your life silently here?"

"I promised Cui that I would protect her for life. I can't leave her here all alone. Xiaofan, see our guest out." The order to leave was given, Ye Aotian stood up, hands behind his back. He rubbed his old waist and slowly walked back to his room, continuing to say as he walked: "Old now, can't do things as efficiently as before. Now, it's the era of the young."

New talents emerge, each new generation surpassing the old; this principle Fan Lingtian understands, but the younger generation is not yet mature, and the old are indeed old now.

"Third Ye, Yanhuang Soul will always wait for your return. I know, you had deep ambitions back then, but I also know you were willing to give up everything for Cui, but that's all in the past. If you keep sleeping like this, your life will just pass by." Fan Lingtian left these words facing Ye Aotian's room as he left.

Xiaofan might have understood, but he also knew his grandpa. This person, once he said something, he wouldn't go back on it. But, it was clear that he was also struggling whether to go back or not. The ambitions he once let go of, decades later, was he going to pick them back up again?

In the blink of an eye, another week had passed. During the time, Xiaofan received a call from his father, inquiring about his situation. After all, around this time, Xin Xiao would ask how much money he needed for tuition and living expenses.

Xiaofan didn't tell his father that he didn't take the college entrance examination, just said he didn't do well, only getting into a second-tier university.

However, his father, Ye Dashan, didn't blame Xiaofan at all. Since he was young, Ye Dashan had been accustomed to freedom, so he didn't impose many restrictions on his son. As long as his son liked it and didn't do bad things, and he, Ye Dashan, could do it, he would do his best for his son.

And every time, his father would always tell him: Spend more time with Grandpa for Dad's sake. For the sake of life, Dad had to leave home, but it's different for you; Grandpa has loved you the most since you were little.

Yes, his father never blamed Grandpa for not educating him well back then. Perhaps, when Ye Dashan was only ten, after his mother's death, he had already felt his father's grief clearly.

"Pack up, it's time for you to go back."

"Hm? Grandpa, there are still many things I don't understand."

"I've said what needs to be said, and saying more would be useless. The main thing is for you to experience it yourself. This set of needles is made of Cold Ice Willow Silk and can pass the airport security check, so you should take it with you. Also, if you meet Ren Zhongtian's descendants, the heirs of Ren Clan Enterprise, and they need help, try to assist them. As for Red Butterfly, before you completely absorb these over thirty years of inner strength, never engage with them directly. Keep this in mind."

"But Grandpa, where should I go?" Xiaofan asked, puzzled.

"Are you silly? Didn't you say you had several acceptance letters? Do you have any from Capital City? Did you forget what I said to Fan Lingtian a few days ago? He came from Capital City. If you don't want to have regrets in this life, then bring her back to see me. And finally, hopefully, you can bring back a little one too." Old Man Ye said as he tossed the set of needles to Xiaofan, turned around, and walked into his room.

What little one to bring back? I'm only eighteen this year, come on! Honestly, these old men really have no respect for the young, corrupting the descendants. Stubborn old man... Xiaofan muttered to himself, picking up the set of needles from the table. Next, is the first step in searching for his future.

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