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"Who is speaking by my ear? What? An Immortal?"
Suddenly, he remembered that he was in the luxurious residence known as Zheng Garden, belonging to the great man Zhao An, who was at a loss for how to respond. He abruptly opened his eyes.
But before him, there was neither the Immortal Sir nor the opulent villa courtyard. Instead, he found himself in a familiar small room with a familiar ceiling.
Could it be that everything before was just a dream? Yet it felt too real to be mere fantasy.
Knock, knock, knock.
The sound of knocking at the door rang out again.
"Dad, wake up! The Immortal has come!"
Zhao Yang's voice was even louder this time.
Hearing the commotion outside, Zhao An instantly perked up and hurriedly got out of bed to open the door.
As soon as he opened it, he saw Zhao Yang standing at the entrance, pointing behind him.
"Dad, the Immortal is here to see you."
Zhao An also noticed Yun Xiao Yi and his other three children standing there.
Wait a minute! Was what he saw earlier—the luxurious villa built by the Immortal—real or not?
Zhao An found it difficult to distinguish between reality and dreams. He quickly pulled Zhao Yang aside and politely cupped his hands in greeting towards Yun Xiao Yi, whispering to Zhao Yang, "Why did I end up sleeping in the guest room?"
Zhao Yang showed no signs of doubt and simply replied with a grin:
"Father, but Second Brother brought you back," she said.
You were sleeping so soundly at that time; I called out to you several times, but you didn’t wake up.
So that’s what happened earlier.
Oh, you little rascal!
You promised to call me when the Immortal returned, yet you didn’t say a word and just tossed me back into my room?
It seems that now that you've grown up, my words as your father don’t matter anymore?
Ah, you really have spread your wings.
In the end, I’ve been too lenient; I haven’t disciplined you for far too long.
Zhao An silently turned around to grab a broom and then strode out with purpose.
As Zhao An stepped outside with the broom in hand, Zhao Yun caught sight of him out of the corner of his eye. Instantly, he felt a chill run from his feet to the top of his head.
"Father, what are you doing? Immortal Sir is here; aren’t you making a fool of yourself in front of the adults?" Zhao Yun retorted defiantly, though his body instinctively began to shrink back.
Zhao An merely smiled and spoke as he approached, brushing off the dust from Zhao Yun’s shoulders with a couple of swipes.
"Hey!"
"Ouch!"
Although his voice sounded pained, it was merely an act put on by Zhao Yun. With years of martial arts training under his belt, his resilience had reached an extraordinary level. The two swipes from the broom were nothing more than a tickle to him.
If he were to get serious, with his skills, even ten Zhao Ans working together would be defeated in no time.
Meanwhile, Yun Xiao Yi watched from the side with a slight smirk on her lips.
As he pondered, Family Rules were indeed Family Rules. Moreover, Zhao An was merely issuing a gentle warning, and as an outsider, he chose not to intervene further. It was a pity there were no cameras here; capturing this rare moment, especially the scene of the early renowned general Changshan Zhao Zilong being schooled by his father, would have been invaluable.
Zhao An huffed, "Enough with the theatrics. I know very well how much strength I have when wielding a broom."
Seeing this, Zhao Yun chuckled and cautiously approached. "Father, have you calmed down?"
Sighing, Zhao An replied, "Ultimately, this is all your fault, you know? Are you ready to admit it now?"
Zhao Yun immediately nodded vigorously. "I understand my mistake and will never act on my own accord again."
"What you did isn’t the worst thing, but neglecting Immortal Sir would be a serious error."
With that, Zhao An shook his head helplessly and walked over to Yun Xiao Yi, speaking softly. "Immortal Sir, I sincerely apologize. I will ensure that Zhao Yun is strictly disciplined and that such mistakes do not happen again."
Yun Xiao Yi smiled and waved his hand in response. "It's no trouble at all; in fact, I already understand the situation quite well."
Hearing this, Zhao An let out a long sigh of relief. In truth, during his interactions with the immortal, he had been more performative than genuinely angry; his actions stemmed more from a desire to protect Zhao Yun.
After all, the immortal had previously instructed them to wait a moment before he would return. Zhao Yun, however, took the initiative to send him back to his room to rest. Perhaps it was because he felt sorry for him not having had enough rest. Regardless of the reason, it had already gone against the immortal's orders. If the immortal were to feel displeased because of this and decided to leave Zhao Family Village, then even if Zhao Yun was his own son, he would have no choice but to adhere to the decisions made at the clan meeting and strictly enforce the clan's rules, expelling Zhao Yun from Zhao Family Village.
Fortunately, judging by the immortal's expression, he did not seem to be upset. Zhao An smiled broadly and asked Yun Xiao Yi, "Immortal Sir, is there anything you need my assistance with?"
Before Yun Xiao Yi could respond, Zhao Yun chimed in, "Father, the immortal wants to go to that abandoned Underground Storage. I remember that only you have the key, right?"
The abandoned Underground Storage? Zhao An's heart tightened.
Yun Xiao Yi asked, "What's going on? Is it inconvenient to go there?"
Zhao An shook his head. "We can go; it's just that there are some not-so-good things stored there."
Not-so-good things? A hundred terrifying guesses flashed through Yun Xiao Yi's mind in an instant.
Zhao An took a deep breath and answered honestly, "Actually, it contains some construction debris and old Bing Lan. Since Immortal Sir wants to go, I will go get the key right now."
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