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Two Years Later – Part II
Author: Jimmy-Chuuu
last update2025-09-17 11:06:09

Uncle Wu joined in embracing Rong Tian, trying to comfort him with trembling hands. "Your father is fine, don't worry," he said, though his voice sounded forced and his eyes could not meet Rong Tian's piercing gaze.

This dramatic scene did not go unnoticed by the five guards stationed at the Deputy Minister's house. They wore leather armor reinforced with metal studs, their hands resting casually on sword hilts as they observed the reunion.

They were newcomers, unfamiliar with Rong Tian's identity or his connection to the household. However, their gazes were unfriendly, as if there was a hidden story that made them suspicious of any unexpected visitors.

Rong Tian paid no attention to their hostile stares, his focus solely on the two elderly servants he respected. Their reaction told him that something had changed dramatically during his long absence from the mortal world.

"I want to see my father. Where is he?" Rong Tian asked firmly, his voice carrying an authority that made the air
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