Bringing Qiu Ruoxi to the doorstep, looking at the familiar green-tiled house, Ye Xunhuan's unwavering heart suddenly skipped a beat.
An acidic sensation surged right through his nose and eyes.
Now that he's home, what difference does it make?
Is this still the home where he and his mother relied on each other for survival?
He, Ye Xunhuan, dropped out of school at a young age, left home, and was sent by his mother into the military camp to become a soldier!
Since then, Ye Xunhuan seldom saw Qin Fenghuang, but every time he returned, he would see Qin Fenghuang, he would see a full table of dishes prepared by her awaiting his return.
But now, he knows, no matter how hard he pushes the door, how he returns, he will face nothing but emptiness; he can no longer see Qin Fenghuang.
This made Ye Xunhuan afraid to return, even when he came to the capital last time, he didn't dare to stay here.
Even if Ye Xunhuan can now shake the world, what difference does it make, even if he can create storms with a wave of his hand?
His mother Qin Fenghuang is no longer around.
Wanting to tend to one's parents but they're no longer present, that is truly one of life's greatest regrets!
Bringing Qiu Ruoxi to the doorstep, Ye Xunhuan's steps at this moment seemed unusually heavy, as if lead filled his legs, making every step extremely difficult, yet he continued on with exceptional strength!
Step by step, as if nothing could stop his steps towards home.
Even if this so-called home only has him left, he must return, bringing his wife along.
The next moment, Ye Xunhuan slowly drew out a key from his person!
The key was an old brass one, kept close by Ye Xunhuan for a long time, worn smooth and shiny from friction and sweat.
When Ye Xunhuan slipped the key into the lock, his previously firm heart suddenly tightened.
A tension, long absent, surged immediately within him.
Qiu Ruoxi noticed the subtle change in Ye Xunhuan as well, seeing the tension within him, she couldn't help but gently say, "Let me open the door!"
At this moment, looking at Ye Xunhuan in such a state, it seemed Qiu Ruoxi already guessed what kind of home this was.
"No need!" Ye Xunhuan's voice was low and hoarse, "I'll do it myself!"
Seeing Ye Xunhuan say this, Qiu Ruoxi didn't insist and simply waited quietly for him to open the door, but then, she immediately grabbed Ye Xunhuan's left hand with one of hers and gave him an encouraging look.
Upon seeing this, Ye Xunhuan managed to squeeze out a strained smile from his face, "I'm fine!"
"I know!" Qiu Ruoxi said softly, "Now that you've brought me back, I suppose you wouldn't want mom to see us not walking in hand in hand, right?"
Hearing Qiu Ruoxi call Qin Fenghuang "mom," and so naturally, the smile on Ye Xunhuan's face gradually became natural, and the tension in him diminished.
The next moment, without further hesitation or fear, Ye Xunhuan unlocked the door and walked in.
Although Qin Fenghuang is no longer there, and the place has been uninhabited for a long time, Qin Rumeng has frequently cleaned it, so the courtyard appeared quite tidy.
Entering the courtyard, Ye Xunhuan immediately let out a breath and proceeded with Qiu Ruoxi hand in hand towards the house.
At this moment, Qiu Ruoxi and Ye Xunhuan seemed like a young couple visiting their parents, exhibiting an appearance of love and warmth.
In no time, Ye Xunhuan and Qiu Ruoxi arrived at the door of a room.
Just as they reached the door, Ye Xunhuan's expression suddenly tensed up, seeing that the door was not locked and not even fully closed!
"What's wrong?" Qiu Ruoxi immediately noticed the change in Ye Xunhuan and couldn't help but ask gently.
"Wait here for a moment!"
With that, Ye Xunhuan released his hand and stepped forward, slowly pushing the door open!
Just as he pushed open the door, the sound of something cutting through the air immediately reached Ye Xunhuan's ears.
A porcelain cup with a floral design suddenly shot out from the room, moving at a speed like a white flash of lightning!
Seeing this, Ye Xunhuan's face changed, and almost instinctively, he reached out to catch the cup suddenly thrown from within the house!
Witnessing this abrupt scene, Qiu Ruoxi's expression changed as well.
What… what is going on here?
At this moment, a deep male voice suddenly emerged from the room: "Worthy of being Qin Fenghuang's son, impressive skills!"
Upon hearing this unexpected voice, Ye Xunhuan and Qiu Ruoxi's expressions changed once more!
Just as Ye Xunhuan spoke, a breeze whipped up by him, and a figure ghostlike, swiftly passed by him.
The speed was like a dragon, fast as lightning, impossible to catch.
Soon, a man appeared in the courtyard, his back to Ye Xunhuan, showing only his silhouette.
The man appeared tall and upright, exuding an aura of resilience and a weathered character.
Watching the man's back, Ye Xunhuan's face was filled with an unpreceded seriousness.
Though having not engaged in a head-on clash with the man, Ye Xunhuan could sense his fearsome presence.
He was a marshal, a lord of an underground world, yet when the man passed him, Ye Xunhuan was unable to stop him, let alone see him drift out the room like a ghost.
Just this one move warranted Ye Xunhuan's apprehension.
"An old friend of your mother's," the man said casually, "I came to have a look today, who would have thought I'd encounter you bringing your wife home!"
"An old friend of my mother?" Ye Xunhuan said coldly, "Why do I not know my mother had such an acquaintance as you?"
"Must you know everything?"
"Who exactly are you?"
"What, do you want to fight me?" the man said without turning his head, "Ye Xunhuan, though you are a marshal and an Invisible Dragon feared by many, I suggest you do not try to fight me!"
If the man had only known Ye Xunhuan was a marshal, it wouldn't have surprised him, as many knew that.
But few knew about the Invisible Dragon.
Who was this man, and why was he in his home?
"You're not qualified to know who I am just yet," the man replied arrogantly, "When the day comes that you are qualified, you will naturally find out!"