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Mu Yu did not feel at home even though he was at home for he did not feel emotionally connected to the household anymore. His family noticed the distinct change in him in spite of him trying to hide it. Nevertheless, Mu Tianhe advised the family against interrogating Mu Yu as the former trusted his grandson.
Mu Yu appreciated Mu Xin clinging to him and being affectionate. With that said, being hailed as a hero irked him for he did not consider himself one.
“Brother Mu Yu, can you share some fun and interesting stories with me?”
“There was nothing fun out there,” Mu Yu replied.
“Last time Mu Hao came back, he told me Formation Sect is amazing and showed me an array of them. I still think you’re better, though.” Mu Xin poked her tongue.
Mu Yu forced himself to smile as though he forgot how to.
“I don’t really understand by what Dad means when he says Clearwater City isn’t your world. I told him I’d leave the city one door to travel with you. Can I?”
Mu Yu caressed Mu Xin’s head. “We’ll have to wait until you’ve grown up.”
“It’s a promise!” Mu Xin held out her pinkie.
“Pinkie promise?”
In the past, Mu Yu also did pinkie promises. Nowadays, he looked down on it as being childish. The thought highlighted how much his changing had changed since leaving Mount Dustfallen. Perhaps one could argue that the cultivation world was a catalyst for growth?
Mu Yu clumsily extended his pinkie and hooked it around Mu Xin’s.
What does it mean to grow up? Does it mean shedding old beliefs and replacing them with new ones? Does it mean losing hope for the future and the world? Mu Yu contemplated.
“Sorry. Sorry!” Mu Yu suddenly clenched his fist, hoping no child as innocent as Mu Xin died during his carnage at Eastern Desert City. He believed he was evil. Alas, he could not accept being equally evil. Is one evil if they are not equally evil to everyone?
“Why are you apologising? You don’t have any reason to apologise to me, Brother Mu Yu.”
“Xin, what sort of person do you think I am?”
“Eh… You’re incredible. You fight evil, are True God’s disciple and a hero of peace. That’s what Mu Hao tells me.”
“How… is he doing?”
“He’s doing great. He says everyone at Formation Sect is nice to him. He always praises you for being able to do anything and touted as a prodigy of the sect. He’s now set you as the standard to surpass. He said he doesn’t want you to know as he kept telling you he’d never idolise you. Don’t tell him I told you that because he told me not to tell you.”
Mu Yu reactively flashed his white pearls, albeit not knowing why he gave so much weight to Mu Hao’s perception of him.
Mu Zhexing entered the courtyard and patted Mu Xin on the head. “Xin, can you give us some room to talk?”
“Okay, Fourth Uncle,” responded Mu Xin, skipping off.
“You’ve changed a lot.” Mu Xin gave Mu Yu a smile and sat down next to his son. It was there – figurative ice. “What… sort of girl is she?”
“Hmm?”
“You never mentioned your girl to me!” Mu Zhexing scolded in jest. “Your mother told me not to set you up in any marriages for she hoped you could win the heart of the girl you lucked. Accordingly, I won’t dislike whoever you choose. I should know something about her when we meet, though, right? Mr. Bai has been telling lots of stories about you.”
“What did he say?”
“He said you two are a perfect match, and that he’s really happy with you.”
“Really? He really said that?”
“Yeah, he said he’s happy to entrust his daughter to you. He said he wanted to hold the ceremony, but you refused due to our absence. Mr. Bai is a straightforward man; that’s a positive. He’s… not some ordinary man, is he?”
“What makes you say so?”
“I surmise he is Archfiend Baiyuan, correct?”
“You knew?!”
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