140: Zhong Mingyi bids farewell with shame

After Yang Ming called the person in, that person then informed Yang Ming that the Lord of Dragon Tiger City and Zhong Mingyi had arrived.

A cold glint appeared on Yang Ming's Face as he instructed someone to invite the two of them in.

Yang Ming said with a hint of mockery, "These father and son have arrived."

"I'm afraid it's nothing good."

"Before, this City Lord wanted Zhong Mingyi to acknowledge you as his adoptive father."

"This time, he wants to personally acknowledge you as his adoptive father."

"In the future, these two might even be brothers."

Haitang heard Yang Ming's sarcasm but didn't quite understand what had happened, so she casually asked a question.

Yang Ming, with a cold expression, recounted how Zhong Mingyi had been imprisoned.

Haitang suddenly understood.

No wonder Yang Ming was so angry.

It turned out the other party was afraid of being implicated, so they cut ties with the Yang family.

Now, seeing the Yang family possess such strength, they wanted to reconcile with the Yang family again.

After a short while, the City Lord and Zhong Mingyi arrived.

Zhong Mingyi looked embarrassed, not daring to look at anyone present, keeping his head bowed.

Zhong Mingyis father, however, was thick-skinned.

He greeted everyone without an ounce of shame.

He even began to explain why he hadn't come for a while.

He pushed all the blame onto his son, saying that his son had fallen seriously ill after returning home.

He had been taking care of his son for the past few days.

As soon as his son recovered, he brought him to help.

Towards the end of his explanation, he even glanced around and asked if people from other Sects had arrived.

Yang Ming couldn't listen anymore.

With a cold Face, he said, "You are at least a City Lord."

"Your intelligence System can't be that bad, can it?"

"Don't you know?"

"The people from the Twelve Sects just left?"

"And as far as I know,"

"Zhong Mingyi didn't get sick after returning home."

"Instead, he was imprisoned by you."

Yang Ming originally wanted to say something even more unpleasant, but seeing Zhong Mingyi bowing his head and trembling slightly, not daring to look at him, he ultimately held back.

He gave Zhong Mingyi some Face.

Yang Yi, on the other hand, didn't say much.

He invited the two to sit down and even asked if Zhong Mingyi's body had recovered.

Clearly, he took the City Lord's words seriously.

Zhong Mingyi didn't say a word.

Everyone knew what was truly going on.

Yang Yi's question was merely to give him some Face.

At this moment, the City Lord suddenly looked at Yue Lingxin and Haitang opposite him, curiously asking what the two of them were discussing with Yang Yi.

Yue Lingxin's eyes flickered slightly, then her gaze fell upon the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword on Zhong Mingyi's back.

She was a clever girl.

She knew that Yang Yi and Haitang had just been troubled by the matter of the Seven Injury Divine Sword.

Haitang hadn't said anything just now, clearly aware of the Seven Injury Divine Sword's importance to Yang Yi, and thus didn't want to demand it.

But if she didn't take the Seven Injury Divine Sword, she wouldn't be able to report back.

When Zhong Mingyi suddenly arrived, she felt it was an excellent opportunity.

With a slight turn of her eyes, Yue Lingxin smiled sweetly and brought up what had just happened.

"Haitang helped Yang Yi a great deal."

"Yang Yi was just thinking about how to repay her."

"He even said just now,"

"that to thank Haitang, he would give her the Seven Injury Divine Sword as a reward."

"Haitang is beautiful and kind-hearted."

"She knows this item is Yang Yi's life-saving treasure."

"She doesn't want it."

"Aren't the two of them just declining each other?"

"Oh, Zhong Mingyi, the one on your back must be the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword, right?"

"I heard that the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword and the Seven Injury Divine Sword are comparable."

"How about..."

At this point, she stopped speaking.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit strange.

No one spoke.

The City Lord's expression was not very good.

He somewhat regretted coming here.

How could he have arrived at such a coincidental time?

How could he have let his son carry the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword here?

He shouldn't have brought the sword.

He should have left it at home.

But leaving it at home was truly unsettling.

Yue Lingxin's words just now clearly implied that Yang Yi's Seven Injury Divine Sword couldn't be given to Haitang, but Zhong Mingyi's Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword could.

Zhong Mingyi, without a word, directly unfastened the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword and prepared to give it to Yang Yi.

This was originally something Yang Yi had given him.

And his father had betrayed Yang Yi.

He hadn't offered a helping hand when the Yang family was in peril.

Returning the sword to Yang Yi was only right.

He felt that carrying this Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword now was extremely heavy.

When he entered the Yang family earlier, he saw the way the Yang family looked at him.

In those gazes, there was disappointment.

There was anger.

But no one blamed him.

It was as if they knew Zhong Mingyi was forced into it.

Perhaps, they understood Zhong Mingyi's actions.

But for Zhong Mingyi, it was extremely difficult.

He felt that there was already a rift between him and the Yang family.

He felt that he was no longer worthy of staying in the Yang family.

This time, he decided to return what Yang Yi had given him.

At the same time, he would explain the matters of the Hall of Seeking Talents, and then leave the Yang family.

He would leave his parents and go to a very distant place.

He didn't want to stay here anymore.

He felt that this place had become a source of shame for him.

As soon as he unfastened his sword, the City Lord immediately grabbed his son, glaring fiercely at Yue Lingxin, then said with a smile, "How about what?"

"You must make yourself clear."

"Lest there be a misunderstanding."

"This sword was given to my son by Yang Yi."

"It belongs to my son."

"If Yang Yi wants it back,"

"I will not say another word."

Speaking of this, he looked at Yang Yi.

In his eyes, Yang Yi was definitely not that kind of person.

How could he take back something he had given to others?

Yang Yi was indeed not that kind of person.

Moreover, he had no intention of exchanging the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword for the Seven Injury Divine Sword.

For him, although these two swords were good, they were dispensable.

Without a Divine Sword, his strength would be diminished, but it wouldn't be weak at all.

However, Zhong Mingyi had already made up his mind.

Just as his father was still trying to maneuver with them, Zhong Mingyi could no longer sit still.

He didn't want to be embarrassed any further.

He especially didn't want his father to say anything more.

"This sword was originally given to me by Yang Yi."

"I used to think,"

"I was worthy of owning this sword."

"But after returning home,"

"I am no longer worthy of owning this sword."

"I came today with no other intention."

"Just to return the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword to the Yang family."

"And then to bid you farewell."

As he spoke, he walked to Yang Yi's front, not even looking at Yang Yi, and directly placed the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword on the table.

Then he turned and walked away.

No matter how the City Lord called him, he did not look back.

With his son gone, there was no point in the City Lord staying.

He quickly went to chase his son, because his son was the key to maintaining contact with the Yang family.

With his son gone, there was no meaning in him staying alone.