Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot
Chapter 446 - 400 Young Master Has Returned

Chapter 446: Chapter 400 Young Master Has Returned

Yu Father returned home with his son and guests, and the sky was already dark. The children’s mother had gone to bed.

Meng Qianqian quickly said, "Uncle Yu, we are also quite tired. Could we perhaps pay our respects to Aunt Yu in the morning instead?"

Yu Father was initially a bit hesitant. It was his son’s first time bringing friends home—how could the mother of the household not come out to greet them properly?

Meng Qianqian’s words helped him and his wife out of this awkward situation.

He couldn’t help but sigh with emotion—his son had truly made an excellent friend during his travels.

"Well... well then, that’s great. Lai Fu!"

"Master, you’re back? Why so late?"

A young servant named Lai Fu hurried over with a broom in hand.

As soon as he saw Yu Zichuan standing beside Yu Father, he paused in a daze, then stammered in disbelief, "Oh my, this... this is... young master? The young master has grown this tall?"

He circled around Yu Zichuan, inspecting him from head to toe, and couldn’t help but laugh excitedly, "Haha, it really is the young master! The young master has returned! Madam—young mas—"

Yu Father immediately covered his mouth, whispering, "What are you shouting for? Be careful not to wake Madam!"

Lai Fu: But the young master has returned!

Yu Father: I have many children, but only one wife. Not even the King of Heaven may disturb her sleep!

Meng Qianqian suppressed a smile, holding back the upward curve of her lips.

The love between Yu Father and Yu Mother was truly admirable.

Growing up in such a harmonious and loving environment, it was no wonder Yu Zichuan had such a pure and kind nature.

Lai Fu was an orphan who had been begging on the streets at the age of ten. He was bullied by other beggars and severely injured.

Yu Father and Yu Mother happened to pass by and brought him to a medical clinic.

But Lai Fu was too dirty, and the clinic refused to admit him.

Left with no choice, Yu Father and Yu Mother bought medicine from the clinic and took him home to treat his injuries themselves.

After recovering, Lai Fu stayed with the Yu Family as a servant.

After hearing Lai Fu’s story, Meng Qianqian felt deeply moved.

Lai Fu had been unlucky, but he was also fortunate.

Although he worked as a servant, he was fair and chubby, with a cheerful and generous personality. His attire and demeanor were excellent—clearly, Yu Father had treated him very well over the years.

Yu Zichuan asked Lai Fu, "Lai Fu, have you saved up enough for a bride yet?"

Lai Fu scratched his head and smiled, "Almost, very soon."

"If it’s not enough, I’ll lend you some," Yu Zichuan said.

Lai Fu, moved to tears, replied, "Young master... I knew you—"

Yu Zichuan held up three fingers, "Three percent interest."

Lai Fu’s excitement instantly deflated, and with a blank expression, he turned and left, saying, "I’m going to prepare the bedding."

The group settled in at the Yu Family residence.

The Yu household was not large. Yu Zichuan’s elder sister was already married, and his two younger sisters were visiting the elder sister. Apart from the three family members, only Lai Fu and a few other servants remained.

There were plenty of guest rooms. Si Snake, Ji Li, Chen Long, Shang Wuyou, and Tan’er each had their own room.

Tan’er stayed with Meng Qianqian and Lu Yuan in the second courtyard.

The others stayed in the first courtyard.

Yu Zichuan...

In the middle of the night, he knocked on Chen Long’s door, clutching a pillow.

Chen Long looked at him inexplicably for a moment, then seemed to understand. He said, "This is your home. Lu Yuan won’t kill you."

Yu Zichuan awkwardly explained, "My father kicked me out of my room."

His parents were truly in love—he was just an unintended extra.

Chen Long had lived with Yu Zichuan at Witch Mountain, so he should’ve been accustomed to it. But seeing the pillow clutched in Yu Zichuan’s arms made him feel strange without knowing why.

"Must you bring that pillow?" he asked, frowning.

Yu Zichuan replied, "Yes, it’s my favorite pillow."

Chen Long: Why do I feel like I’m raising a child before getting married...

Chen Long sighed, "Come in, then."

Yu Zichuan hugged his pillow and entered the room.

While arranging his sword box, Chen Long said, "You’re not allowed to bring the pillow tomorrow night."

Yu Zichuan ignored him.

When Chen Long turned around, he saw that the boy had already collapsed onto the bed and fallen asleep.

Chen Long felt envious.

He couldn’t remember the last time he had fallen asleep so easily.

After finishing with the sword box, Chen Long quietly left the room.

As he stepped over the threshold, he waved his hand, sending a surge of inner strength to pull the blanket over Yu Zichuan.

He headed to the courtyard.

Si Snake was there too.

Si Snake wasn’t surprised to see him. "You can’t sleep either?"

Chen Long replied, "I’m preoccupied with revenge. What’s on your mind?"

Si Snake gazed at the vast, boundless sky. For a moment, he felt as insignificant as a speck of dust. "I feel lost. You all seem to know what you’re fighting for, but I’m still searching for my own path."

Chen Long said, "Follow Little Nine, and you’ll find it."

Si Snake asked, "Really?"

He turned to Chen Long. "You’re seeking revenge against the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, but why does she seem like the linchpin? I can understand her dedication to the Chu Family’s case—she’s Yin Hu, and avenging Chu Grand Marshal is her duty. But the Chu Grand Marshal doesn’t seem connected to the Shang Family, does he?"

Chen Long didn’t answer directly. Instead, after some thought, he said, "Si Snake, you’re so clever. The answer is for you to discover."

Si Snake wasn’t just searching for someone; he was searching for his own path.

Chen Long could give him answers, but he couldn’t guide his way.

So, Si Snake had to find it himself.

"What are you two up to?"

Ji Li’s voice sounded from behind them. "Ah Snake, is Chen Long plotting something behind my back? We’re brothers—you can’t hide things from me!"

"Just chatting," said Si Snake.

"If it’s chatting, can we join too?" Meng Qianqian smiled as she approached with Lu Yuan.

Ji Li snapped open his folding fan, "Staying up this late—where’s Tan’er?"

Meng Qianqian replied, "She’s asleep."

After all, she was still growing—she got hungry fast and slept even faster.

March in the Southwest carried a hint of chill in the mornings and nights.

Though martial artists like them weren’t bothered by it, Lu Yuan was forcibly wrapped in a cloak by Meng Qianqian, leaving his back soaked in sweat.

Yet, he couldn’t tell her that his cold-related illness had been cured.

Because his biological mother had told someone about the yin-yang harmonizing treatment for his cold, and then... well, a lot had happened after that.

"Where’s Wuyou?" Meng Qianqian asked.

Ji Li snorted, "Who cares about him?"

Meng Qianqian glanced at the stone table and stools in the courtyard. "Let’s sit and talk."

Four stools. Five people.

Ji Li leaped onto the rooftop, casually fanning himself with a charming flair.

The remaining four sat down.

Meng Qianqian said, "Let’s discuss the next steps. Today, seeing Prince Jian’s display on the streets, the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion has far stronger backing than we anticipated."

Chen Long said seriously, "I still stand by my decision—I’ll assassinate Gongsun Yanming."

Meng Qianqian turned to Si Snake. "Si Snake, what do you think?"

Si Snake replied, "Though it’s not my place to interfere in your matters, since you’re asking, I think we should investigate the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion first. As the saying goes, ’Know yourself and your enemy, and you’ll always emerge victorious.’ We need to find their weakness to strike effectively."