Published: February 24, 2025
Chapter 85: Joy and Shock
In the grand hall, Shen Qingfeng and Shen Wende were in the midst of a discussion when they suddenly froze, exchanging glances.
“Shen brother, did you hear anything?” Shen Qingfeng questioned with a puzzled expression, staring at Shen Wende.
“Dear brother, you heard it too?” Shen Wende’s brow furrowed tightly, “It must be an illusion; we were just discussing Tan Yun. He has been dead for over a year…”
Before Shen Wende could finish his sentence, a respectful voice came from outside the hall, “Disciple Tan Yun requests to see Elder Shen and the Chief Elder.”
“Swish!”
Shen Wende and Shen Qingfeng immediately stood up, their old bodies trembling violently. This time, they heard it clearly.
It was indeed Tan Yun’s voice!
“Swish swish!”
In an instant, Shen Wende and Shen Qingfeng vanished from their spots and appeared outside the hall.
Upon seeing the smiling young man in a silver robe three zhang away, their eyes widened, and tears streamed down their cloudy pupils!
“Is… is that Tan Yun?” Shen Qingfeng trembled as he took slow steps toward Tan Yun, each step splashing tears beneath his feet.
Shen Wende stood frozen, staring intently at Tan Yun, afraid that he was merely a wisp of smoke that could dissipate at any moment.
Shen Qingfeng hesitated to embrace Tan Yun because he was scared!
He feared that everything before him was a dream, an illusory bubble!
Even now, deep down, he subconsciously believed that this brat before him was merely an illusion born from his prolonged yearning!
“Brat… is that really you…” Shen Qingfeng walked slowly, tears streaming down his face.
Tan Yun looked at the grief-stricken Shen Qingfeng, the echo of Shen Qingfeng's desperate cries from over a year ago when he pretended to be dead lingering in his ears.
Tears blurred Tan Yun’s vision, and he knew that Shen Qingfeng and Shen Qingqiu were genuinely good to him, treating him like their own grandson!
“Thud!”
Tan Yun knelt heavily on the summit, declaring with a loud voice, “Disciple has returned! Disciple has caused you sorrow, I came to Ice Clear Immortal Mountain to earn your forgiveness!”
“Tan Yun, am I dreaming? You really didn’t die…” Shen Qingfeng’s voice trembled violently.
“No, you are not dreaming. Over a year ago, I didn’t die; I was severely injured and unable to speak, and then…”
Before Tan Yun could finish, Shen Qingfeng suddenly knelt down and embraced him, crying out in despair, “So good… it’s good that you’re not dead!”
Shen Qingfeng looked to the heavens and roared, “So good… Hahaha!”
He turned to the still-dazed Shen Wende and urged, “Shen brother, why are you still dazed? Quickly tell the young lady this monumental good news!”
“Alright, alright, I’ll go right now.” Shen Wende was still unable to believe it, and in his excitement, he turned to leave but bumped his head against the doorpost with a thud.
A formidable refining soul realm expert, yet he was so overwhelmed with emotion—one could only imagine how he felt at this moment!
……
On the second floor of Ice Clear Hall, in Tang Xinying’s room.
Tang Xinying, with her hair styled up, lay in a bathtub filled with medicinal liquid, chatting with Shen Subing, her beautiful face filled with gratitude.
The topic of their discussion naturally revolved around Shen Subing’s master.
Every word and line reflected Tang Xinying’s immense gratitude and admiration for Shen Subing’s master.
She knew that if it hadn’t been for Shen Subing’s master coming to her rescue, she would have died a month ago.
At this moment, as she looked at Shen Subing, her affection only grew stronger.
What made Tang Xinying feel regretful was that she had wanted to thank Shen Subing’s master in person, but Shen Subing informed her that her master had left yesterday.
At that moment, the door silently shook three times. Since Tang Xinying had been recovering in the bathtub all day, the room was set with a soundproof barrier.