Yu Changqing sat behind the desk, frowning slightly and looking more serious than usual.
Yu Nanxiu stood not far from him, always lowering his head.
Neither father nor son spoke.
Since entering the study, the scene has been so silent, and time has passed by minute by second.
After a long time, Yu Nanxiu slowly raised his head, looked at Yu Changqing in front of him, and said in a seductive voice: "Father, I know what you want to say to me... I understand everything."
"You understand, then...can you accept it?" Yu Changqing asked in a deep voice.
Hearing this question, the corners of Yu Nanxiu's eyes twitched slightly.
Within a few days, a pair of monks who were about to become a Taoist couple turned against each other and became enemies. Not only was it impossible for them to get married again, they might even start a war...
Such a reality really made Yu Nanxiu feel like a dream, which was difficult to accept.
But what if you don’t accept it?
Yu Gongyao was obviously stunned and believed that Yu Gongjing's death was related to the little carp.
In this case, Yu Nanxiu had no other choice but to stand in front of the little carp!
This is not only because he is a member of the Yu family, but also because... he is Xiao Liyu's elder brother.
"Father, I can accept it." Yu Nanxiu took a deep breath and replied.
Yu Changqing stared straight at Yu Nanxiu's face, and after a moment of silence, he nodded slowly.
"The matter has come to this, and there is no point in worrying about the process. What we need to pay attention to now is... the true attitude of the Yu Gong family." Yu Changqing frowned and said, "Yu Gongyao believes that Yu Gongjing's death is related to Xiao Li'er.
, the hatred is extremely strong."
"Judging from Yu Gongyu's attitude, the Yu Gong family... will probably still do things according to Yu Gongyao's wishes, even if they all know that what Yu Gongyao believes is wrong."
Yu Nanxiu said nothing.
He knew very well how high Yu Gongyao's status was in the Yu Gong family.
Therefore, he agreed with what Yu Changqing said.
"With Yu Gongyao's tough attitude, the Yu Gong family... is very likely to still want to do harm to Xiao Li'er." Yu Changqing said, "Therefore, in the next time... we must protect Xiao Li'er. Always pay attention.
, don’t let her go out."
"I understand, father." Yu Nanxiu cupped his fists.
"Okay, please step aside first. I still need to discuss the follow-up to today's events with other elders," Yu Changqing said.
"yes."
Yu Nanxiu slowly exited the study room.
Yu Nanxiu looked at the direction Yu Nanxiu left and sighed softly.
The outside world believes that the Immortal King force is the most powerful existence and can do whatever they want in the Northern Wasteland.
But in fact, precisely because the influence of the Immortal King is so great, many things cannot be accomplished easily.
If Yu Nanxiu and Yu Gongyao had not come from the Immortal King faction, then they might have become a good Taoist couple instead of being in the situation they are in now.
"Conspiracy, conspiracy... Who is planning it?" Yu Changqing frowned and tapped his fingers on the table.
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Ancestral home, Sutra Collection Pavilion, Central District.
This is an extremely magnificent high-rise building with ten floors in total.
Looking from a distance, each layer is shining with different bright lights, like a mountain made of gems.
Fang Yu came to the gate and saw four monks in black robes.
Their eyes were lifeless, and their bodies exuded a sense of murderous intent from time to time.
Fang Yu knew that these were the dead men trained within the ancestral family.
Each dead soldier is not weak in strength, and most of them function as guards at the lowest level.
When they saw Fang Yu, they didn't speak, they just bowed and saluted.
Fang Yu walked in from the door swaggeringly.
The ancestor family was obviously very confident in its internal defense, so there were no surveillance or defense rules set up inside or outside the Sutra Pavilion.
After Fang Yu entered the gate, he discovered that the Scripture-Depository Pavilion was different from what he thought.
After he entered the door, he did not see the bookshelf, but a bright light curtain surrounding him.
The covers of magic secret books passed quickly in front of his eyes. One after another, he was dizzy.
When Fang Yu's eyes focus on the cover of a certain secret book, the secret book will be brought up separately and suspended in front of Fang Yu.
"The design of this Sutra Pavilion is quite interesting. It's very fancy." Fang Yu reached out and picked up the secret book in front of him and flipped through it casually.
Qian Tianxin Dharma.
To Fang Yu, it doesn't have much value.
So, he let go of his hand and let the secret book return to the list of secret books that were constantly rotating in front of him.
"No, that would be too random. How can I find secrets that specialize in a certain area? There should be a special way, right?" Fang Yu frowned and thought to himself.
Just as he was thinking about a solution, he suddenly heard footsteps.
Fang Yu turned his head and looked to the left.
An old man with a stooped figure slowly walked to his side.
"Master Yi, are you here?" the old man narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.
"Yes." Fang Yu nodded, "I want to find some secret books."
He didn't know who the old man in front of him was.
But based on past experience, such an old man is probably the manager of the Sutra Pavilion.
"Oh? I wonder which secret books Master Yi wants to find?" the old man asked.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the old man, and asked, "I want to find some secret books obtained from the ancient domain of the human race."
Asking this way can be said to be very direct.
However, Fang Yu still asked.
Because he felt that there was no point in going around.
Even if doing so might expose his identity in advance, he didn't care so much.