“What?”
Hearing those words, Lin Tianyang felt as if his entire worldview had been shattered.
If they dragged him to the outer sect plaza, everyone would learn the secret that he had lost his Kun. Worse, they might think he was cut from the same cloth as these perverts.
No. He absolutely could not let that happen.
If things reached that point, perhaps there would be no place left for him in the Primordial Dao Holy Land, or even on the entire Piao Miao Continent.
A charge could be cleared. But what about a scene witnessed with one’s own eyes? How could that ever be explained?
Yet in his current state, how could he resist?
Argue with words alone?
Was he really left with no choice but to acknowledge that bastard Lu Wuchen?
Scheme after scheme flashed through his mind. In the end, Lin Tianyang thought of only one solution.
Acknowledge a thief as father.
Use Lu Wuchen’s status to suppress these people.
Seeing one of them about to grab him, Lin Tianyang had no time to think further and hurriedly shouted, “Senior Brother Lu is my godfather. If you dare touch me, my godfather will never let you go.”
Even at the final moment, he still invoked Lu Wuchen’s name.
No matter how despicable Lu Wuchen was, he was still a direct disciple. Just that status alone was enough to crush these trash.
“Kid, are you playing me?” The burly man’s expression darkened. “Didn’t you just admit you weren’t Senior Brother Lu’s son?”
“I said Lu Wuchen isn’t my biological father. I didn’t say he isn’t my godfather,” Lin Tianyang retorted, then warned coldly, “Take one more step forward and face the consequences.”
The man in front of him was at the 4th stage Profound Breaking Realm. Crushing him now would be as easy as killing a chick.
“Oh, so Senior Brother Lu is your godfather?”
“Forgive our disrespect.”
Hearing this, they all withdrew their hands.
If you acknowledge Senior Brother Lu as your godfather, then this matter becomes troublesome.
“Now that you understand, get lost. If my godfather finds out you came to trouble me, prepare for your own funeral feast,” Lin Tianyang barked, borrowing power from the tiger’s might.
Seeing their hesitant expressions, he finally tasted what it felt like to bully others with borrowed authority.
“Very well. Since Brother Lin is Senior Brother Lu’s godson, we won’t smash the place. We won’t cripple your legs either,” Song Qingshu, who stood at the front, sighed and shook his head.
Hearing the once arrogant men shrink back like this, Lin Tianyang’s lips curled upward.
But in the very next second, when he heard Song Qingshu’s final sentence, his expression froze.
“In that case, you lot, go help Brother Lin with some free body training.”
“Remember, don’t let him stop.”
Song Qingshu sneered.
Did you think only you had someone backing you? As if I don’t? The person behind me, even your godfather would have to show courtesy.
“Don’t worry, Brother Song. Mission guaranteed.”
The lackeys who had just withdrawn their hands immediately turned back.
“Wait, what are you doing? Lu Wuchen is my godfather!” Lin Tianyang panicked. “He’s a direct disciple. If you touch me, you’re slapping him in the face.”
The men paid no attention to his screams and unleashed their so-called skills of decades.
The true fencing match officially began.
On the other side, a man and woman stood leisurely on a flying sword in the sky, heading this way.
Standing behind Lu Wuchen, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, Su Qingxue’s face was filled with happiness.
Just moments ago, the young master had used his influence to secure Yang’er’s release from prison.
After learning this news, she had wholeheartedly expressed her gratitude.
She knew it. The young master cared for her most.
“Qingxue, what are your thoughts about Yang’er’s future path?” Lu Wuchen gently held her delicate hand and asked softly.
Things had reached their final stage. It was time to bring everything to an end.
“Young Master, Yang’er has a vile temperament. I think it would be best not to let him remain in the cultivation world,” Su Qingxue said after some thought. “In my view, we should give him some money and let him live out his life peacefully in the secular world.”
Given Yang’er’s disposition, the young master might protect him for a while, but not forever.
For Yang’er’s own sake, and to avoid causing the young master further trouble, sending him to the secular world was the best choice.
Whether he lived or died after that, as his mother, she would have done her duty.
After all, the young master had already spent an enormous amount of money to secure his release. For that alone, she would owe him for the rest of her life.
If Yang’er offended someone again, she truly would not be able to repay such a debt. After all, Yang’er had only one mother. She could not split herself in two.
“Mm,” Lu Wuchen nodded lightly and said nothing more.
“Yang’er, your mother and your father have come to see you,” Su Qingxue said with a smile as she pushed open the wooden door.
After these days of hardship, Yang’er’s temperament should have changed somewhat, she thought.
But when she saw the scene inside, she froze on the spot.
Her raised hand hung stiffly in midair.
She could hardly believe what she was seeing.
Yang’er… Yang’er actually…
“Qingxue, is Yang’er alright? I asked Deacon Li to look after him. He shouldn’t have been tortured,” Lu Wuchen said as he stepped in behind her. When he saw the scene, he was briefly stunned, then quickly pulled Su Qingxue aside.
“Wuwu, Young Master, Yang’er… Yang’er actually has such a strange hobby!” Su Qingxue sobbed as she threw herself into Lu Wuchen’s arms.
Even if she were beaten to death, she would never have imagined that right after being released from the death cell, Yang’er would do such a thing.
“Qingxue, be good,” Lu Wuchen soothed, stroking her hair. “I also didn’t expect Yang’er to have such a hobby. But we should respect his choice, shouldn’t we?”
“Ah…”
Inside the room, Lin Tianyang, half-dead on the table, let out a roar from the depths of his soul.
Today, he had suffered the greatest humiliation of his life.
This humiliation was ten thousand times more painful than having his Instrument of Crime confiscated.
And it was not only the humiliation itself. It had been witnessed by his mother.
That was more unbearable than death.
Even if he one day exposed Lu Wuchen’s scheme, how could he ever face his mother again?
At this moment, Lin Tianyang truly wished he could smash his head against a block of tofu and shatter himself into pieces, leaving no trace in this world.
As for the instigators, once they saw Lu Wuchen and Su Qingxue, they fled in panic.
They feared ending up like Lin Tianyang, with their Instrument of Crime confiscated as well.
Left alone in the room, Lin Tianyang wallowed in shame.
“Young Master, you’re right. Everyone has the right to pursue happiness,” Su Qingxue said after thinking for a while. “Even if Yang’er’s preferences are hard for ordinary people to understand, as his mother, I should not reject him. I should respect his choice.”
After reflecting, she realized her thinking had been somewhat old-fashioned.
It was merely a preference for men. It was not something unspeakable. She should respect Yang’er’s choice.
Compared to the crimes he had committed before, this was nothing at all.
As long as the one with such a preference was not her young master, she could accept anyone else.