Chapter 930 - Fox Clan? (1)

Chapter 930 “Fox Clan? (1)”

Throbbing that throat several times, Old Lord Lan ends up not saying a word after trying repeatedly. He’s too moved to the point where he didn’t know what else to say. Anything right now would just be superficial and pointless.

“Great-grandfather, how has Nangong Zhun been doing?” Bai Xiachen asks with a hopeful light in his big blue eyes after remembering his little friend whom he hasn’t seen for a long time.

That year while they were visiting the palace, it was by pure coincidence that they came across the malnourished and heavily bullied young prince. Then by fate or kindness, Bai Yan also ends up taking the skinny boy as her disciple and brought him along as her own. If not for the fact that the family needed to leave the Liu Huo Kingdon and couldn’t bring the prince along, they would still be together right now.

“Don’t you know?” the old grandpa makes a surprised face at their lack of knowledge. “Back when your uncle Xiao’er left, he also took the young prince along with him. Now we don’t know where both of them are….”

“Grandfather, I intend to go look for my brother after this celebration is completely over. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to bring both of them back in one piece!” In this world, aside from her son and husband, Bai Yan’s biggest concern would be her brother. As for her disciple, its unavoidable that the attachment to the prince remained on the lower end.

Now the news immediately causes the old senior’s forehead to loosen over: “Then I can be at ease. I’m sure they will be fine if you’re on the case Yan’er.”

Despite the calming and reassuring smile from the woman, Bai Yan’s heart wasn’t as confident as her outer appearance portrayed. She doesn’t know their whereabout, and according to her experience, a simple training outing would’ve been over by now. Even if Bai Xiao doesn’t return, there should be atleast some traces or news from her spies by this stage after searching for so long, yet there’s none….

Perhaps Di Cang had sensed the worry in his wife’s based on that demeanor. Raising a hand to hold her shoulder in a reassuring manner: “You don’t need to worry about Bai Xiao, he will be fine so be at ease. And if you’re really uncertain, I can accompany you in your search.”

“Mmmm~” she faintly nods like the promise helped. Returning her attention to the other family members: “Grandfather, Grandmother, I might not be able to send you all off later, but don’t worry, the people at the Misty Fairy House will send you back home in my stead.”

“Lassy,” reluctant to separate so soon, Old Madam Lan grasps on the girl’s hand like she’s going to cry. “It’s so hard for us to meet nowadays. If you got free time in the future, you must come back home to see us, alright?”

“I will Grandmother,” carefully retracting her hand like she might offend the other side by doing so, Bai Yan then exchanged a look with her husband to signal its time to leave. Together with their son in toe, the family of three soon disappeared from view.

“Di Cang, do you have something to do?” she asks after they’re alone again.

Giving a nod in confirmation upon being asked, Di Cang answers honestly: “Xiachen wanted to enter the secret domain for self-training, so, I intend to send him in there in the not so far future. Once that’s done, I can then accompany you in search of your brother and that disciple of yours.”

Bai Yan remains silent and didn’t refute the offer. Its true she’s not able to be at ease unless she goes out to search in person.

Reading through that thought, Di Cang makes a charming smirk for his own little win: “Yan Yan, if you really want to go search then you can go on ahead first, I will catch up later. However…. You must keep Dragony by your side at all times when doing so.”

“Dragony?” she shows a startled face at the request.

All deep and stern in the voice, the man makes it clear he’s firm on this stance: “That girl is not ordinary so keep her by your side. Only then will I be at ease if you’re going out there alone.”

He understands that even if he prevents her from going, his wife would surely sneak away in the dead of night. Rather than doing something fruitless other than to enrage the precious woman in his life, Di Cang would rather comply and earn some more merit points so he could use in bed.

“Mother,” it’s then the little steambun tugs at his mother’s sleeve after being ignored for so long. All pitiful and teary like a pet that’s about to lose attention, “I’m going to miss you…”