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Chapter 222 Should we stay for dinner?

"You still know how to come back?"

The smiles on Yu's parents' faces vanished instantly upon seeing Yu Zhiyue.

Their eyes were piercing, and they looked at her as if she were an enemy.

The starkly different attitudes made Yun Fuzhao frown. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were sworn enemies.

Yu Zhiyue was still confused. "What are you talking about? What daughter?"

The man in black robes smiled. "You must be the Second Miss?"

Yu Zhiyue didn't have a good impression of this stranger. "And who are you?"

"Who I am is not important. All you need to know is that you have a biological older sister in the Southern Continent."

Yu's father said impatiently, "Sir, there's no need to talk to her so much. I've already expelled this unfilial daughter from the Yu family."

This news was undoubtedly a huge blow to Yu Zhiyue, especially after hearing that the other party was so talented.

She was already practically invisible in the Yu family, and now that this so-called older sister has come, she has no place to stay in this family.

"Alright, let's set off immediately to meet our biological daughter."

Yu's parents didn't even glance at Yu Zhiyue again, and led the Yu family members to begin preparations for welcoming Yu Nian'er.

Yun Fuzhao noticed her low spirits and comforted her, saying, "There's no need to stay in this kind of home."

Yu Zhiyue understood this principle, but it was impossible for her to convince herself not to care.

"The Yu family only cares about strength. If you want revenge, then cultivate diligently." Yun Fuzhao gestured to the sword in her hand, "As long as you become strong, the mere Yu family is nothing to worry about."

She knew very well that the young girl in front of her had a bright future. After all, in the original story, she was someone who could represent the Northern and Southern Continents in war.

Yu Zhiyue stared blankly at the sword in her hand, suddenly inspired by her words. The humiliations she had suffered in the past came crashing down on her like a tidal wave.

As a child of the Yu family, she knew their true colors best. Power was everything.

Yu Zhiyue immediately knelt on one knee, cupped her hands and said, "Teacher Yun, please accept me as your disciple."

Yun Fuzhao was somewhat surprised. She herself was still only a novice, so how could she teach others?

[He Yu, Fourth Guard of the Yun Family: I think this young lady is quite good. Why don't you take her as your disciple? You've become the sect leader; you should be taking on personal disciples.]

[Yun Family Team 3, Hong Ziqing: That's right, Xiao Zhao Zhao, with your current strength, you're more than capable of being her teacher.]

I think it's a good idea.

After not hearing Yun Fuzhao's response for a long time, Yu Zhiyue lowered her head, her tone tinged with frustration, "Do you think my aptitude is too poor...?"

"I promise you."

Yun Fuzhao looked at her and said, "But you should think carefully, being my disciple is very hard work."

"I'm not afraid!"

Her voice was powerful.

Yun Fuzhao nodded. "That's right, you're determined."

She took out the scale that Jiaoyu had once dropped from her storage bag; in the sunlight, it was white with a faint golden hue.

Its scales are about half the size of a palm. They would be perfect as a keepsake.

Normally, a master would bestow the Dao upon his disciple, but the incident happened so suddenly that Yun Fuzhao was unprepared.

I have no choice but to use this as a substitute for now.

“From this day forward, Yu Zhiyue is me…” Yun Fuzhao paused, somewhat conflicted about whether to reveal his true identity.

After hesitating for a moment, she decided to keep quiet for now. If Yu Zhiyue minded her identity from the Southern Continent in the future, they could dissolve their master-disciple relationship.

"—A direct disciple of Yun Chao."

Yun Fuzhao handed the scale to her.

Yu Zhiyue respectfully accepted it with both hands, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes after touching the white object. "Master, what is this?"

It feels somewhat like jade, cool to the touch, and upon closer inspection, there are red threads inside.

Absolutely gorgeous.

Just holding it gives you a strong sense of power.

Yun Fuzhao calmly replied, "Dragon scales."

Yu Zhiyue was stunned for a moment, then her mouth opened so wide it could swallow an egg. "Am I hallucinating? I actually heard the word 'dragon'."

"You heard that right."

"..."

*

Yun Fuzhao came to the Northern Continent for two purposes: one was to deliver a precious sword, and the other was to investigate Yu Che's true identity.

She set off to find Yu Che. At that time, she was worried that Yu Che would have nowhere to go after leaving Yun Fuzhao, so she bought him a house.

Arriving here now, Yun Fuzhao was still somewhat uneasy. If Yu Che really was Que Yu in disguise, she might not be able to sleep tonight.

Yun Fuzhao pushed open the door with a trembling heart. The courtyard was spotless, as if it had been cleaned every day.

"grown ups?"

Yu Che rolled up his sleeves and held a basin in his hand.

Seeing her arrive, he was surprised but even more delighted. "You're finally back."

Yun Fuzhao stared at him intently, trying to find some clue on his face. Unfortunately, there was none.

His reaction was so real, like the surprise of someone who hadn't seen her for over ten days.

However, thinking of Que Yu's consistently superb acting skills, Yun Fuzhao pursed her lips and strode towards him.

"Has something happened, sir..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yun Fuzhao cut his finger.

Yun Fuzhao dipped his finger in the blood and put it in his mouth. Mmm, it tasted like tomato. It would be even better with fries...

Ahem, Yun Fuzhao pulled his wandering thoughts back.

Yu Che's blood is different from Que Yu's; the latter's blood tastes like bitter tea, so bitter it's astringent.

"Did I do something to upset the adults?" Yu Che asked softly. "If this can make the adults happy, I'm willing to do anything."

"..."

Yun Fuzhao had not completely let go of her doubts. Que Yu was so cunning; it was possible that this ghost clan member was an undercover agent planted by her side.

"Have you been staying here all these days?"

Yu Che nodded, "I've been waiting patiently for the adults to come back."

Yun Fuzhao glanced at the contents of his basin; it contained a change of clothes.

Yun Fuzhao couldn't tell whether Yu Che was friend or foe for the time being, so she could only hold back for now. She released his hand, "I'm sorry, something happened, and I have some aftereffects."

Yu Che smiled and shook his head, "It's always good for adults to be cautious."

“Yes, you don’t know,” Yun Fuzhao said deliberately, “I’m almost driven crazy by your Ghost King. He actually pretended to be my friend and infiltrated my side.”

She stared intently at him, not wanting to miss his reaction to what he said.

"The Ghost Lord is like this?" Yu Che's eyes showed a hint of worry. "He has always been unpredictable and vindictive. How could you have made an enemy of him, sir?"

He didn't hold back at all when belittling his own Ghost King.

"That's a long story. You should hang the clothes up first."

"it is good."

While he was hanging up the clothes, Yun Fuzhao took a walk around the room. The tables and chairs were spotless, without a speck of dust.

It seems he has been living here for some time.

"grown ups."

Yu Che suddenly appeared behind her, startling Yun Fuzhao.

Why do you walk so quietly?

"I'm sorry," Yu Che said apologetically, "I wanted to ask if you'll be staying for dinner tonight."