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Sun Shadow set in the west, casting a brilliant glow that reflected on the lake, creating shimmering waves.
After the three had finished their meal, they returned to the Pavilion. However, this time it was to bid farewell to Cold Boyuan.
Due to the heavy responsibilities within his family, Cold Boyuan did not dare to linger for long. After a hurried meal, he chatted with Leng Wanli for less than half an hour before deciding to take his leave.
A slight Breeze blew, causing Leng Wanli's graying hair to flutter in the wind, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Father, I will take my leave now."
Cold Boyuan looked at the figure standing with his back to him in the wind, bowed slightly, then jumped onto a small boat and urged it away.
"Alas..." A gentle sigh escaped the old man's lips, resonating with the scene around him, evoking a sense of desolation.
In such a moment, Ye Tian wanted to offer comfort but found himself at a loss for words.
He thought about how this elderly man lived in seclusion here; although there were many guards and maidservants, they all held Leng Wanli in too much awe. Thus, very few could truly converse with him. Moreover, with Cold Boyuan, Cold Bo Stone, and Leng Bo Feng being busy every day, their opportunities to gather were indeed rare.
"Everyone envies how great the Cold Family is; have they ever considered how much loneliness comes with being part of the Cold Family, hidden behind that glory..." Looking at the old man's forlorn figure, Ye Tian thought to himself.
"Kid!"
Unbeknownst to him, Leng Wanli had regained his spirited demeanor and was now smiling lightly at Ye Tian.
"Grandpa Leng," Ye Tian responded and walked over to him.
"Do you think I am pitiful?" Leng Wanli asked with a faint smile as he gazed at Ye Tian, his eyes seemingly able to pierce through time itself.
"Um..." Feeling seen through, Ye Tian became somewhat embarrassed and stammered, unsure of what to say.
"Speak your mind; stuttering doesn't suit a man!" Leng Wanli said with a stern expression.
Ye Tian felt a bit displeased upon hearing this. He had been beaten and scolded before, but he had never been mocked in such a way. He didn't expect to be ridiculed today just because he was concerned about the old man's feelings.
Thinking of this, Ye Tian no longer held back and said, "Grandpa Leng, if you're feeling lonely, you can just move back. Why force yourself to stay here?"
"Hahaha!" Leng Wanli laughed heartily and patted Ye Tian on the shoulder, saying, "I've lived here in seclusion for fifteen years and have long since gotten used to it. This place is quiet and simple compared to the chaos of Spirit Martial Town; it's simply a hundred times better."
"Then why did you just act so pretentious?" Ye Tian, being young and impetuous, was not polite at all.
Leng Wanli was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Ye Tian to dare to question him. After a moment's pause, he burst into laughter again and said, "Kid, it's been a long time since anyone spoke to me like that!"
"Grandpa Leng, you must have been quite overbearing when you were young," Ye Tian thought without hesitation in his heart, defining Leng Wanli as unreasonable. However, when he spoke, he softened his tone a bit.
"Overbearing?" Leng Wanli gazed into the distance as if reminiscing about his past glory. After a moment, he proudly declared, "Not just overbearing; when I was young, I was downright tyrannical!"
Hearing this, Ye Tian was instantly speechless. He had never encountered anyone who described themselves as tyrannical, let alone someone who seemed proud of it...
"What's wrong, kid? Are you looking down on me in your heart?" After so many years of experience, Ye Tian's thoughts were no match for Leng Wanli's keen perception.
Furrowing his brow, Ye Tian felt extremely frustrated at that moment. The old man kept saying things that were contemptible, yet he could tell when someone looked down on him. This situation was truly tormenting.
"Ha..." Ye Tian took a deep breath and decided to be completely honest with the old man.
"That's right, Grandpa Leng! I do look down on you!" Ye Tian's face was full of stubbornness as he raised his voice and said, "Tyranny is always used to describe villains. How can you say it with such pride?"
"Hahahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Leng Wanli actually laughed out loud, his voice bold and resonant, truly displaying a heroic spirit.
After laughing for a long time, he finally stopped and looked at Ye Tian with sparkling eyes. "Kid, not bad! You don't flatter or seek to please; I like this about you!"
Ye Tian was taken aback again. After a moment, he realized that the old man was testing his character.
"Kid, I heard from Bo Yuan that you and Xiaoshuang have already arranged your marriage?"
"Um..." When Leng Wanli mentioned Xiaoshuang, Ye Tian's heart suddenly tightened. He casually responded but was actually thinking about how much Xiaoshuang's injuries had healed.
"Although Bo Yuan has agreed to your marriage, if you can't get past me, you won't be able to marry my precious granddaughter!" Leng Wanli looked at Ye Tian's distracted expression and felt a bit displeased.
"Oh?"
"Hehe, my granddaughter's husband must be a hero!" Leng Wanli smiled slightly and asked, "Kid, do you have any remarkable achievements to speak of?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Tian was momentarily taken aback. After thinking for a moment, he wasn't sure what standard Leng Wanli meant by "remarkable achievements."
"Don't tell me there are none? I heard from Bo Yuan that you are quite extraordinary!" Leng Wanli waved his hand dismissively, as if any honor in his eyes was insignificant.
"None." Ye Tian shook his head; he didn't want to boast.
"What is your current strength?" As if he had already anticipated the previous answer, as soon as Ye Tian finished speaking, Leng Wanli immediately asked this question.
"Seven-Section Warrior," Ye Tian replied.
"Mm." Leng Wanli nodded, seemingly satisfied with this answer.
"You participated in the Martial Arts Selection Tournament, right? Did you achieve a ranking?" Leng Wanli asked again.
"Mm." Ye Tian casually nodded.
"What place? Did you make it into the top ten?"
"I did, first place." His tone was flat, as if he were talking about someone else.
"First place is pretty good. The..." His voice suddenly stopped. Leng Wanli looked at Ye Tian in astonishment and asked, "What place?"
"First..." Ye Tian was taken aback by his look of discovery.
"First?!" Leng Wanli could hardly believe it and confirmed once more.
Nodding slightly, Ye Tian felt a bit uncomfortable under his gaze.
"Did you get a spot in the Cloud Sea Sect?" Leng Wanli asked excitedly, eagerly anticipating Ye Tian's answer to be affirmative.
It should be noted that the Cloud Sea Sect is the largest and most powerful martial arts sect in the Square Area, and entering it not only brings glory to one's family but also paves a shortcut to becoming a formidable figure. Anyone who stays there for three to five years and is willing to work hard will surely emerge prosperous, and who wouldn't become a strong individual in the end?
However, because of this, the selection criteria for disciples at the Cloud Sea Sect are as stringent as finding a needle in the ocean. Throughout history, many who topped martial selections were disregarded by the Cloud Sea Sect, and it was considered good luck if one person emerged every few decades. This illustrates just how rigorous their selection process is.
Thus, Leng Wanli was so eager for Ye Tian to provide him with a positive answer.
"Yes." In response to Leng Wanli's fervent gaze, Ye Tian could only scratch his nose to mask his discomfort.
"That's just great..." His voice suddenly trailed off as he seemed to realize his own lapse in composure. Leng Wanli cleared his throat twice and feigned calmness as he said, "So, what other achievements do you have?"
Although he appeared calm on the surface, Leng Wanli's heart was already bursting with joy. In their Cold Family, aside from him, they hadn't produced a top martial selection candidate in thirty years, let alone a spot in the Cloud Sea Sect.
In these thirty years, the best result was third place by Cold Boyuan twenty-eight years ago and second place by Cold Yang four years ago. Although Cold Boyuan was currently the strongest in Spirit Martial Town, that was only due to later developments. If Cold Boyuan had topped the selection back then and gained entry into the Cloud Sea Sect for training, given his talent, he might have already become a Martial Unity Expert by now.
What does being a Martial Unity Expert mean in Spirit Martial Town?
An absolute overlord!
With that status, one could even secure a territory in Divine Wood County.
"I don't have any other achievements..." Ye Tian shook his head.
"A spot in the Cloud Sea Sect is enough..." Leng Wanli thought to himself but displayed another demeanor outwardly. He snorted coldly and said, "Kid, tell me how you got injured."
"How did you know I was injured?" Ye Tian was startled; if it weren't for his vibrating energy, he wouldn't even have known about his injury. How could Leng Wanli see through it?
"Heh heh, what else would you be doing here if you weren't injured?" Leng Wanli laughed.
"Is this place for healing injured members of the Cold Family?" Ye Tian asked.
"Sort of, but not entirely. To be precise, this is a place for important members of the Cold Family to recover."
"I see..." Ye Tian's face flushed slightly, feeling a bit startled.
"Hehe, kid, it's not just that! There are only two people qualified to come here for recovery!" At this point, Leng Wanli looked at Ye Tian with a glimmer in his eyes, paused for a moment, and then continued, "One is me, and the other is... you!"
"..." Ye Tian was taken aback; he never expected that his status in Cold Boyuan's heart was already so significant.
Noticing Ye Tian's expression, Leng Wanli smiled and said, "So tell me, who injured your heart pulse?"
Hearing Leng Wanli's words, Ye Tian finally regained his composure and replied, "It was Xu Tai who did it."
"Xu Tai? That little brat!" Leng Wanli's tone became excited, seemingly very disdainful of Xu Tai.
Xu Tai, little brat? That phrase sounded quite awkward to Ye Tian...
"Sigh..." Leng Wanli suddenly sighed helplessly and said gloomily, "But I don't have the right to say that about him anymore..."
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