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Bai Luo left, the father and son in the study were speechless.

"Did Huan'Er say something to you?" The white-haired man's face relaxed a little as he slowly spoke.

Bai Zhen was silent for a moment before raising his hand to slam the wooden door shut. Then, he returned and said, "Big Brother Wen, you didn't tell me anything. I didn't ask you anything either. "I promised my father I wouldn't ask me anything my father didn't want me to know. I wouldn't investigate."

"But you've already guessed a lot."

Bai Zhen was silent for a moment. "Father, I didn't mean to."

"I know." He wanted to say more, but a deep sense of powerlessness overcame his thoughts.

Bai Zhen considered his words and carefully observed his father's expression. "When I went to the Wen Mansion, I saw that Brother Wen was injured. It seemed to be very serious."

A hint of surprise flashed across Bai Yutang's eyes. "Have you not recovered from your old injuries?"

Bai Zhen shook his head, "I'm not sure, but it should be a new injury? Last time when big brother Wen was here, he looked much better. "

"As expected." His finger carelessly touched the inkstone on the table, and the pen on the inkstone fell onto the table. A written letter was stained with ink.

Bai Zhen subconsciously walked over. "Father …"

Bai Yan Tang raised his hand to indicate for him not to pay any attention to this. After opening the letter, he glanced at his son's gaze and couldn't help but laugh. "I just casually wrote it down for Luo'er to practice with."

Bai Zhen took two steps back and returned to his original position. "Isn't Second Brother being taught by Mister?"

"I am rather impatient, so I wrote some ancient scriptures. I thought I could probably use Luo'er to practice her calligraphy." If you think about it carefully, it's the same for you – even though you don't need to practice anymore. "

Bai Zhen naturally understood the meaning behind his father's words. He couldn't help but laugh. "Since it was father who gave it to me, I, your son, will always remember it. I thought I was being cautious."

He threw it to the side, spread out a new piece of paper, and wrote three words: "Think twice before you act."

Bai Zhen was startled. "Father, this …"

"Just now, that one was tainted with ink. I will rewrite it and give it to you."

The four characters were arranged horizontally, casually writing. Each stroke was written in a warm and gentle manner. When the words were written in a few strokes, a sharp light could be seen. The edge of the blade was not obvious, but inside the bones, it was flowing freely. It did not lose its modesty.

Bai Zhen looked at these four words for a long time. When he saw that the ink had dried, he finally spoke. "Father, what do we do if we come to a decision after some thought?"

Bai Shaotan put down the paper and gently smoothed out the wrinkles on it. "Since I have already given it three thoughts, I should pursue this matter." He raised his eyes, and a profound light shone from within as he said with some understanding, "You and Luo`er have spoken those words. Have you made a decision?"

Bai Zhen answered truthfully, "I want to replace second brother and go to Wu Gou."

From the moment he entered, he had already guessed a few things. He wasn't surprised to hear the answer. "Hedonist promised you?"

Bai Zhen nodded his head, "Big Brother Wen said that Zi Yu will also go. If that's the case, then it won't be too arduous for them to stay at Wu Gou's place."

"Why did you think of going to Wu Gou?" You have practiced the martial way for more than ten years, and your foundation is already set. Even if you go to Wu Gou and join him as your disciple, it might not be beneficial to you. "

"I don't want to be at home." Bai Zhen replied before seriously adding, "Living with an aunt is too depressing. I'd rather go to Wu Gou."

He pinched the spot between his eyebrows a little harder and asked, "Are you joking with me?"

Bai Zhen replied sullenly, "No, my son is serious."

"Zhen`er." After a moment of silence, he looked at his son with a puzzled expression. With a bitter smile, he said, "In fact, I've been the one who has treated you the most harshly all these years, haven't I?"

Bai Zhen was a little taken aback. What does father mean? "

"As a father, I have very little time to accompany you," he said. I have too little scruples about your thoughts and too little praise and encouragement for you. Between you two brothers there was too much favor for Raul, and even acquiescence in all his wilfulness, and too much reproach for you. "

Bai Zhen pursed his lips and fell silent.

His father had scrawled through the morning's copybook and, without commenting on it, had begun to set up the next assignment. Poirot, under the coaxing of his concubine, gave his father a crooked letter, which he always received a compliment.

Under the scorching sun, he practiced his sword to the point where he was drenched in sweat and exhausted. His father, who had blistered from the grinding, clearly saw it, but he only left with a single word, "Keep working hard" before turning around and leaving, only leaving behind his back. Bai Luo had spent ten times the amount of time practicing a sword technique. When he was resting and holding a cup of cold tea, his father would personally pick out the blisters on his hands that would occasionally burst, before smiling and comforting him.

Every time he woke up, he would only see the empty space beside him. He rarely saw his father coming to visit, and even if he did, his body would always be in a hurry. Bai Luo's normal chills made him want to lie on the bed and refuse to get up, but his father was willing to close the thick tent again and again, stand up, and watch as Bai Luo fell asleep before leaving.

How could he not be jealous? It could even be said that it was jealousy.

After an extremely long period of time, he realized that his expression had already been seen by his father. Bai Zhen did not try to hide it and only faintly smiled, "I am very envious of my brother, but I have never felt that my father had been too harsh on me. There will always be a time when brothers are at odds with each other. My eldest brother is nine years older than him, so it is only natural that my father likes him. "

"I don't want you to go to Wu Gou."

Bai Zhen asked, "Which one of us is more suitable for Wu Gou?"

"If you want to say it's suitable, it's naturally you who's more suitable." But once I go to Wu Gou, I will no longer be in danger. I do not want you to be in danger. "

Bai Zhen pursed his lips, a resolute look in his eyes. "Father, I will take care of myself and not let Father worry."

"I don't understand why you want to go to Wu Gou? To you, staying in the Bai Clan or going to your second grandfather is much better than staying with Wu Gou, right? "

Bai Zhen was silent for a moment. "My son has admired the Southern City Lord for a long time. He doesn't want to give up this opportunity in vain."

There was a complicated look in Bai Yutang's eyes. "The Southern City is indeed outstanding, but he is not a good master."

Bai Zhen nodded. "Your son understands."

"What you admire is not South City, but Wenwan?" "If you wish to acknowledge Wen Wan as your master, you can go and discuss with him. Coincidentally, recently, he has been thinking of taking you in as his disciple."

Bai Zhen smiled helplessly. "I don't want to make things difficult for Big Brother Wen, and even more so, I don't want to make things difficult for Zi Yu."

The headache became worse. "You didn't learn anything from Wan'er, you learned his tolerance for his younger brother. Is it worth it to accommodate them and make things difficult for yourself? "

Bai Zhen shook his head. Elder Brother Wen was always protecting Zi Yu because in his heart, Zi Yu was his only family and was worth him protecting with everything he had. I gave way to Bai Luo because I didn't want to fight with him, and even more so because I didn't want to make things difficult for my father. After all, the only one who will be scolded in the end will be me, right? "

He smiled, but his tone was not resentful: "I was treated as Young Hall Master Ling Ge by father, and Second Brother was treated as my father's son. I just want to be what my father wanted me to be. Even if... I am destined to only be the Young Palace Master of the Ling Ge Palace, and it will be the same even if I am not my father's son. "

"Sorry." This was the only thing he could say.

Bai Zhen shook his head. "Father, don't say you're sorry. You've never treated me unfairly. My suffering is what I must bear in order to become the Lord of the Ling Ge Palace. I wanted to do what I could before the catastrophe. "

"Three years." After pondering for a long time, he suddenly said, "Don't come back for three years after you've gone to Wu Gou." Only by having no distractions in one's heart could one form one's martial arts. Accordingly, I can promise you that nothing will happen to my family in the next three years. "

Bai Zhendi kneeled down, "Your son will do his best to not disappoint father. When I return, I wish that my father will be safe, that the Bai Clan will be safe, that my son will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with my father in facing danger. "

"If there are no surprises," said Bai, "I think that Wan'er will leave her son in the Wen family. If Wen Lun goes with you to Wu Gou, you should advise him to be less anxious, think twice about the matter, and share the worries of his elder brother. If you leave him at the Wen Family, you must not mention even a little of what you know. "

Bai Zhen was startled for a moment before solemnly nodding his head, "My son understands. Zi Yu is my best friend, and I will definitely not let him get involved in the matters of the martial arts world. I will also not let Big Brother Wen's previous efforts to protect me go to waste. "My wish is also to protect this life from the martial arts world and live a peaceful life."

Bai Yang's eyes were filled with struggle as he said, "Zhen'er, I'll let you walk down a path that you don't wish to walk. Do you blame me?"

"Your son doesn't resent it." Bai Zhen raised his head and looked his father straight in the eye, not dodging or avoiding him. "I am glad that I was able to follow my father through half my life's journey, and to walk the road that I did not finish walking for my father. My helplessness isn't even half as great as Father's, so why would I resent Father for it? "

He stood up and walked over to help him up. Looking at his son who was already as tall as he was, he gave a gratified smile. "You've grown up." You've grown up before I even have time to look at you.

Bai Zhu was slightly startled, and then smiled and replied with a "En".

"What you have on your shoulders is the Ling Gonggong, which is the life of nearly a thousand members of the Bai Clan. You have to remember, every move you take, you have to worry about hundreds of lives, not just your own greed and hate. This burden, when I'm not here, will be placed on your shoulders. "

"Father!" Bai Zhen couldn't help but be moved when he heard these words.

"It's not like I'm going to die right now. There's still three years, isn't there? In my life, all my best friends have gone before me. I didn't see the last time I saw Broken Feather, but the care and concern of Tang Wu and the disciples before they died was still remembered to this day. To them, a disciple was no different than a son. That kind of reluctance, that kind of nostalgia, that kind of righteousness. There were too many things a person needed to protect in this life. When had he ever chosen not to mix in blood? "I can see you grow up and become an adult. With such excellence, I can die with no regrets."

Bai Zhen bit his lip, and the sound of "father" shattered into several sounds between his lips.

"I rarely tell you about my past, but you've probably heard some stories about your travels in the martial arts world, haven't you?" Xia Ruyu, Ran Tingxiao, Tang Wu, the three of them are my most important friends and soulmates in this life of mine. A few dangerous situations, and a life and death situation, but only the three of them feel nothing but fear. "

"Now that I speak of it, I am unable to say what it is for. Perhaps our fate is sealed in the underworld, but the one who pulled them into this game is me. "

"The disciples of the Broken Feather Sect's Blood Carnage, the disciples, and the ones who have been carrying this sea of blood for ten years have not closed their eyes in peace. They might even be wounded. Life is better than death."

"Senior Disciple Li perished under the blade of the guillotine. Brother Ran vomited blood several times for him. The young man's hair was white. His disciple was nearly rendered homeless because of this, and there was hatred in his heart for the rest of his life. "

"Tang Wuyou was in danger. He fell off the cliff and died without a complete corpse. The Tang Sect cried for three days without end. This disciple doesn't know where he is."

"We made a vow to each other that if a person died a misfortune, the living would take in his disciples as though they were their own sons and daughters. But I did nothing. Although he wasn't in, at least he still had Brother Ran's company. By the time he died, his disciple had already grown up. But Tang Wu's disciple … At that time, he was only 12 years old, a 12 year old child … How do you live? "

Bai Zhen could only use a weak sentence to console him. "This is not father's fault."

"Perhaps this is not my fault, but this is my promise."

Bai Zhen was once again speechless.

Raising his head, he slowly breathed in to calm his grief, and then he calmly faced his son once more. "Three years from now, if I don't have the time to personally tell you everything that happened that year, you can go to Wen Wan. What you want to know, what you need to know, he'll tell you. If I can't finish what I need to, I'll leave it to you two. "

"Son, son." Bai Zhen gritted his teeth, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a complete sentence. "Your son will definitely do everything in his power to fulfill Father's wishes for the rest of his life."

"You can't do all of that. It's fine if you give it up."

Bai Zhen was taken aback. "What matter should be abandoned?"

"You decide on your own." Waving his hands with a face full of fatigue, he said, "I'm a little tired. You can go first."

"Yes, son will take his leave. Father, please take care of yourself." Bai Zhen knelt down and solemnly kowtowed, then stood up with the intention of retreating.

"Right." "If there's nothing important, you must not have any further contact with Crown Prince Xin. The Bai Clan has already been cut off from the Imperial Court, and I will not allow the Bai Clan to once again be involved in the conflict of the Imperial Court for any reason."

Bai Ju was startled, his complexion slightly changed, but he did not say anything, he only bowed and replied, "I understand." Seeing that the other party didn't continue speaking, he turned around and left.

The first snowfall of the West Lake was not peaceful.

How many old friends had their hearts been disturbed by this snow?

A thousand miles away, would the people in charge be safe?

After standing there deep in thought for a long time, Bai Zhen sighed softly. Seeing the mist dissipating, he smiled dashingly, descended the stone steps, and left with large strides.