Kapitel 3: Yun Family's Eldest Miss (3)

Redakteur: Dana

"This is your attitude towards your grandfather?"

"Grandfather?"

Yun Luofeng laughed before saying, "When you were guarding the border, did you ever care about me, your granddaughter? When I suffered from humiliation, who stood up for me? When someone schemed against me, and I hoped for someone to stand out and protect me, where were you?"

If General Yun Luo did not guard the border, would the former Yun Luofeng live such a miserable life? Or even be framed and ruined?

Therefore, she held resentment in her heart towards this grandfather who left home when she was four and never came back afterward.

It was due to the resentment of this body’s former owner that she would speak like this to the old man.

However, once Yun Luofeng finished saying this, she felt her whole body relax as if something broke free. She knew that it was because she spoke what this body's original owner wanted to say, causing the last remaining trace of regret in this body to disappear.

The young girl's accusing voice made the furious Yun Luo calm down. His aged body laid weak and limp in the chair with a bitter smile on his face.

He knew that he owed his granddaughter a lot for all these years.

Particularly her words just now, they were like a heavy stick ruthlessly hitting his heart, making it unbearably tight. In the end, all he could do was heavily sigh.

Since ancient times, it was difficult for devotion and filial duty to coexist—the same with loyalty and family. For his loyalty towards His Majesty, he set aside his granddaughter, who was only four years old, and went to the border. He was gone for a whole ten years, just what kind of life did she live for the last ten years as someone who couldn't cultivate?

But, once he returned, he disregarded what was right and wrong, and rebuked his granddaughter for those rumors.

"Feng'er…" Yun Luo lifted his calloused hand and shakily extended them toward Yun Luofeng before weakly putting it down in the end. "Grandfather wronged you and also wronged the entire Yun Clan. Your parents sacrificed themselves for the country, but Grandfather didn't take good care of you."

At that moment, the originally high-spirited General Yun Luo seemed to have aged a few years.

Before, he was this angry because he was disappointed in her! But he appeared to have forgotten that she was left parentless at three, and he himself left home when she was four. Nobody had disciplined her since she was young, so how could she possibly meet his expectations?

He could still vaguely remember when he had to leave back then, how the four-year-old Xiao Luofeng pulled on his clothes, begging him to not leave.

In the end, for the safety of the citizens of Long Yuan Kingdom, he heartlessly left her.

"If there’s nothing else, then I’m going back to rest," Yun Luofeng sleepily blinked her eyes and languidly spoke.

Seeing the indifference on the young girl’s face, there was a touch of guilt deep in Yun Luo’s eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but all the words felt stuck in his throat, so he could not voice out a single sound.

"Go then."

Finally, he lightly sighed and weakly dismissed her with his hand. These two words seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he collapsed back with his eyes closed.

At this time, General Yun Luo no longer seemed to be as vigorous as he was on the battlefield. He appeared incredibly frail, as though he had his candle blown out by the wind. It was almost unbearable for Yun Luofeng, but, in the end, she said nothing and turned around to leave the study room.

It wasn't until the white figure disappeared that Yun Luo reopened his eyes. With a bitter look on his face, he stared at the empty space in the study room and asked, "Qingya, was I really wrong?"

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Edited by Zen: 2018-02-07

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Kapitel 4: Yun Family's Eldest Miss (4)

Redakteur: Dana

The study's secret door opened, and a man in a wheelchair slowly moved over to Yun Luo's side.

This was an elegant and refined-looking man. His features had a touch of sadness. His skin was very pale and white—the kind of sickly white where it looked like he could collapse at any moment. Seeing him would make other people feel pity. Unfortunately, this elegant yet indifferent man happened to be sitting in a wheelchair; sickly and physically disabled, making it seem like that he couldn't endure any heavy burdens.

"Father, you left when she was four, so you don't know the humiliations she suffered over the years. And I, as her uncle, had no way to stand out to defend or protect her, causing her to become what she is today: an indifferent young woman."

The man's voice was like sweet spring water, incredibly refreshing.

But, if other people were here and heard how this man addressed Yun Luo, they would be in shock.

Everyone knew that the great General Yun Luo only had two sons. In the past, one son was more talented than the other. The Yun family's second young master, Yun Qingya. When he was only fifteen years old, he had already reached the pinnacle of the middle-level spirit cultivator and was just one step away from breaking through to high-level spirit cultivator.

It was known that within Longyuan, there were only two high-level spirit cultivators, one was the great General Yun Luo, and the other was the imperial family's expert.

But it took both of them forty years to finally manage to pass the high-level spirit cultivator bottleneck.

And yet, back then, Yun Qingya was only fifteen years old!

Becoming a middle-level, peak-rank spirit cultivator at the age of 12 was a matter that would make people very proud. However, the past Yun Qingya, who achieved his ambition at a young age, seemed to forget that the tree that stands out in the forest, the wind will definitely destroy it¹.

In the middle of a competition, he defeated his opponent and attracted the wrath of the opponent's family. In the end, he fell from the top of a mountain. No one would have imagined that the supposedly dead Yun Qingya was actually still alive!

"Qingya, you have also suffered these past years." Yun Luo laughed bitterly; guilt laced his voice as he said, "If it weren't for the Yun Family, you wouldn't be hiding. That power is too strong. If they knew you still lived, they definitely wouldn't let you off and also wouldn't forgive the Yun Family."

Yun Qingya lowered his gaze slightly, hiding eyes which were filled with sadness. He said with an indifferent, calm tone: "Even if I live, so what? The way I am now is no different from being dead. My strength was wasted, I can only pull through with this disabled body and sneakily live. My own niece suffers humiliation outside, and I couldn't step out to help her. If it was a decade ago, even if you and I weren't home, nobody would have dared hurt Little Feng'er. But now, for the sake of the Yun Family, I can't let anyone know that I'm still alive."

That year, when he was chased by the force that wanted to kill him, he dragged his heavily injured body away and escaped. Not even a day later, the news of his death was spread, but that force didn't believe he died; so they would send people every day to observe the Yun Family. In the end, he hid in the secret chamber. Once hidden, he hid for a little over a decade.

Living in the darkness without light for a little over ten years did not help his illness. It only made it worse.

What left him in even more despair was that, when he was escaping from his pursuers, his Soul Realm was destroyed. His strength disappeared, and he could no longer cultivate.

If it wasn't because father already lost Brother and he could not bear to let his father bury his own child again, then maybe, he would have ended his suffering long ago and left this world.

"Qingya," hearing Yun Qingya's words, Yun Luo was silent for a moment before saying, "even if the news that you live can't be known outside, little Feng'er is still your niece. Now that she has grown up, it is time to let her know about your, her uncle's, existence."