385: The Zhou family father and daughter visit

Late at night, Liu Yuan finished making dinner.

Revered Master and disciple sat opposite each other, eating and chatting.

Xiao Fan suddenly asked with a smile, "Do you really not like Zhou Mi at all?"

"That little girl, this Revered Master thinks she's quite alright."

Liu Yuan shook his head and said, "War is about to begin."

"Even figures like Yuan Emperor will die."

"How can I still spend time on romance?"

"Leading armies and charging into battle, that's a man's romance."

Xiao Fan chuckled, "So, you really don't like Zhou Mi at all?"

Hearing this, Liu Yuan remained expressionless and shook his head, saying, "I don't like her."

But Xiao Fan's Kong Wu Realm clearly heard Liu Yuan's little heart skip a beat.

However, he wouldn't say anything, because Liu Yuan's choice was not wrong.

If he were to fall in love now and then die, wouldn't Zhou Mi become a widow?

This included the line Liu Yuan said in battle, "Because you're too weak, you're not worthy of me."

If Zhou Mi truly liked Liu Yuan, she would definitely devote herself wholeheartedly to training, then stomp Liu Yuan under her little feet and ask him, "Am I worthy of you now?"

If Zhou Mi chose to give up on Liu Yuan, that would also be fine; it's just that perhaps Liu Yuan, a young man who had never had an ambiguous relationship with a girl, would, on a certain late night many years later while drinking alone under the moon, recall that delicate little face.

It's also possible he wouldn't live to see that time.

In any case, Liu Yuan being able to make this choice showed that he had matured a lot.

Although it seemed heartless, for a ruthless war, it was already gentle enough.

Suddenly.

A knock came from outside the door.

Xiao Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Go open the door."

As Liu Yuan walked past him, he chuckled softly.

Because the person who came was Zhou Xinyang.

It was expected.

That Martial Arts book for improving Mental Energy was about to be acquired.

He just hadn't expected his daughter to come too; logically, Zhou Mi had no reason to come, but since she did, and was standing there, the answers to some questions were already clear in his mind.

Liu Yuan opened the creaking yellow wooden door, looking at the old man and young woman standing outside, his expression complex.

He had no pleasant expression for Zhou Xinyang.

Facing Zhou Mi, who dared not look up at him, he didn't know what expression to use.

At this moment.

Zhou Xinyang's gaze quickly swept over his daughter and Liu Yuan; regarding the feelings between the young man and woman, he remained silent, choosing to let nature take its course, just like Old Mr. Xiao.

He had come, of course, for something more important.

Zhou Xinyang's old face suddenly broke into a wide smile, his tone even sounding somewhat fawning.

"Little Brother Liu, you are truly a young hero! When this old man first saw you, I knew you would achieve great things in the future!"

What he said even bewildered his daughter, Zhou Mi.

She remembered that Zhou Xinyang had been fiercely targeting Liu Yuan before.

Liu Yuan frowned even more, his gaze deep, wondering what this old eunuch was going crazy about.

At this point, Zhou Xinyang continued, "I came today to bury the hatchet with Little Brother Liu. As you can see, I'm at this age, and when a man is under someone else's roof, he has to bow his head."

"It wasn't that I deliberately targeted Little Brother; it was Lei Jin who pressured me, and I had no choice."

As he spoke, he shook his head, his face full of sorrow.

Liu Yuan, however, still maintained a cold expression. Two nice words, and he thought he could dismiss him?

How could such a thing happen?

Zhou Xinyang secretly glanced at Xiao Zhanmo, who was sitting at the dining table, seeing that Old Mr. Xiao was as still as a mountain, eating his meal.

He cleared his throat and said, "Oh, Little Brother Liu, these are the things Lei Jin promised Old Mr. Xiao: two volumes of the Lei family's inherited Martial Arts, and a million Merit Points. I'm giving them to you now."

Liu Yuan raised an eyebrow. Lei Jin actually brought the entire Martial Arts books directly?

This was truly... quite sincere.

Liu Yuan nodded slightly, taking the million Merit Points and the Martial Arts, thinking it was about enough.

Although Lei Jin had done many excessive things in the Green Training Camp.

The result, however, was that those hardships became nourishment for Liu Yuan's progress; he became stronger, and Lei Jin also received the punishment he deserved.

Rumor had it he would be imprisoned in the dungeon for a year, and after coming out, he would go directly to the front lines until he killed an Emperor-level alien race before he could return to clear his name.

An Emperor-level being was a whole major Realm higher than a Martial Saint. For Lei Jin to atone would definitely be a matter of nine deaths and one life; it was very likely that Lei Jin would simply die outside the pass.

Including the million Merit Points in Liu Yuan's hand now, and these two inherited Martial Arts, they were also Lei Jin's apology.

It was probably enough.

Just as Liu Yuan was about to say "Please come in," he heard his Revered Master cough.

"Cough, cough!"

Liu Yuan quickly took a step back, still looking coldly at Zhou Xinyang.

The smile on Zhou Xinyang's old face stiffened, and he secretly glanced at that old back again.

Indeed, they were all old foxes, not so easy to fool.

Zhou Xinyang's Storage Ring flashed again, and he said with a smile, "Little Brother Liu, this is a small token of my personal regard."

"500,000 Merit Points, consider it my personal apology to you."

Liu Yuan took the 500,000 Merit Points, looking at the numbers on the account, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Windfall, it was hard not to be happy.

Zhou Xinyang also breathed a sigh of relief. Surely he could enter now?

But unexpectedly, Xiao Fan shook his head, thinking Liu Yuan still had a bit of a childish Heart-Nature; he was already happy with this?

"Cough, cough."

He cleared his throat again.

The smiles on Zhou Xinyang and Liu Yuan's faces stiffened once more.

The three stood silently outside the door for a few seconds.

Zhou Xinyang rubbed his fingers together, his brows tightly furrowed, wondering what else he could offer?

Suddenly, he looked up with a slight smile and said, "I have a good item to show your Revered Master."

"A unique treasure in the world!"

Hearing this, Liu Yuan quickly looked at his Revered Master.

At this point, Xiao Zhanmo finally turned around, looked at the three people outside the door, and frowned, "Liu Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

"How can you just let people stand at the main entrance?"

"Hurry up and invite them in!"

"Don't you understand the Dao of hospitality?"

Liu Yuan was stunned.

Zhou Xinyang smiled.

Finally, the four people finally sat down at the table.

Xiao Fan quickly said, "Now, go make a few more dishes immediately. How can you let guests eat leftovers?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Xinyang's expression remained unchanged; he thought this was normal hospitality, but he would definitely exchange a few polite words, saying it wasn't necessary and so on.

But Xiao Zhanmo was very serious, seemingly particularly persistent about the matter of eating.

Liu Yuan nodded quickly, but after going to the kitchen and picking up the cleaver, his expression became somewhat complex.

Because he remembered his Revered Master once told him.

After eating food personally prepared by someone you care about, then you are a family.

Revered Master wanted him to cook for Zhou Mi...

Never mind, Zhou Mi wouldn't know what eating a meal could mean, so it didn't matter.

But unconsciously, Liu Yuan found himself unable to lift the knife.

And Liu Yuan, in the kitchen, didn't know that Zhou Mi at the dining table was also feeling a bit flustered, her small face flushed.

Eating food personally prepared by Liu Yuan.

This was truly so ambiguous.

Moreover, she kept repeating in her mind the words she had prepared to say to Liu Yuan before leaving home today.

It's just that sometimes, some words, no matter how many thousands of times they've been rehearsed in one's mind, will still get stuck or even be forgotten when spoken.

It's not because of a bad memory or poor eloquence; it's simply because the person listening to you speak is too special.

So special that just looking at him can make a fluent tongue stammer.

But the two old men next to them seemed completely oblivious to this; they chatted idly about matters concerning the Green Training Camp.

Furthermore, when Liu Yuan was almost done cooking, they suddenly got up and left the dining table, wanting to discuss some private matters.

This meant that when Liu Yuan came out, he would be eating alone, face-to-face with Zhou Mi.

Zhou Mi watched the two old men leave, her heart suddenly beginning to pound faster, thumping incessantly.

But the two old men, it seemed, had never considered the feelings of the young man and woman; they walked into the second living room and began discussing serious business.