Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot-Chapter 324 - 301: Grandpa is the Guardian God_2

Luo San was deeply stunned.

Bai Qingchen was actually nearby—

Earlier, it was fortunate that he didn’t strike the Miao King; otherwise, he would undoubtedly have been the one to die.

Bai Qingchen cast a cold glance at "Lu Yuan," drew out the Crescent-shaped Curved Saber from his waist, and charged at Xun Family’s Hidden Guards with unstoppable force.

The Miao King clasped his hands behind his back, shedding his frivolous demeanor, now appearing as solemn as an emperor returning from the battlefield.

"No need to leave anyone alive."

Bai Qingchen swung the saber and severed a Hidden Guard’s head: "Understood, Grandfather."

Meanwhile, Ji Li and Yu Zichuan had also arrived.

Meng Qianqian said, "Leave it to you two."

Ji Li leaped into the air, grabbed a Hidden Guard, dove downward, and knelt forcefully onto the ground, smashing the man onto it: "Don’t forget the remaining three copper coins!"

Meng Qianqian carried Lu Yuan to rendezvous with the Miao King.

The four reached the mountaintop, sat down on the ground, panting heavily—those carrying were exhausted, those being carried were jolted to the brink of vomiting, and the Human Skin Mask had somehow disappeared during the chaos.

Then the Miao King saw his grandson, whom he had abandoned twice: "..."

The Miao King silently moved closer to Lu Yuan: "Grandson, ah."

Lu Yuan said indifferently, "Don’t call me that."

The Miao King’s eyes darted slyly, and as if performing a trick, he pulled a wax-paper-wrapped parcel from his robes. Opening it revealed a shiny stick of candied hawthorn.

"Grandson!"

Lu Yuan turned away with a cold snort: "I don’t want to eat it."

The Miao King forcefully tried to feed him: "Come on, eat it, eat it—it’s special, I bought it for you after digging up the Xun Family’s ancestral grave."

Lu Yuan got up and walked away.

The Miao King chased after him with the candied hawthorn.

A faint tinge of clouds spread across the horizon, suggesting an imminent sunrise.

Luo San looked at the Miao King lowering his pride to coax his grandson, then at Lu Yuan stubbornly refusing, and an indescribable feeling rose within his heart.

"Meng Xiaojiu!"

"Coming!"

Meng Qianqian stepped between the two, "Grandfather, give it to me instead!"

The Miao King pulled out another stick.

Meng Qianqian said, "I want both! Oh, Grandfather, your shoe sole has fallen off!"

Sure enough, in the Miao King’s haste earlier, his shoe sole had really worn out.

"Grandfather, hold onto the candied hawthorn for now, I’ll fix your shoe for you."

She carried a sewing kit, originally intended for stitching wounds in the wild, but it found a different use now.

"Alright then."

The Miao King obediently sat down and handed his damaged shoe to his granddaughter-in-law.

Lu Yuan sat beside Luo San and said, "You don’t need to feel overly troubled. While the Hidden Guards are tied to the Xun Family, they weren’t specifically targeting you. It’s my grandfather digging up their ancestral grave that implicated you."

Luo San replied, "Don’t try to placate me with subtle tactics."

Lu Yuan smirked faintly, "Would I need to? You’re his son, aren’t you? I mean biologically."

With those words, not only did Luo San freeze entirely, but even Meng Qianqian, who was threading a needle, paused for a moment.

Only the Miao King lay casually on the ground, hands behind his head, legs crossed, seemingly indifferent to who Luo San was.

Under normal circumstances, Luo San wouldn’t admit to it.

But at this moment, his feelings were incredibly complicated.

As if compelled, he asked, "How did you figure it out?"

Lu Yuan coolly analyzed, "When I said you harmed Xun Yu, and he would kill you, your reaction was peculiar. The more you emphasized your lack of motive to harm Xun Yu, the more that suggests you actually had a motive, one that Prime Minister Xun would believe. The only conclusion I could think of was that you’re his son. After all, with past precedents—the Crown Prince killing his own brother—you could emulate him, eliminate Xun Yu, and become his sole heir."

Luo San said, "I’ve never thought of that."

Lu Yuan replied, "It doesn’t matter whether you’ve thought about it—what matters is whether he believes you have."

Meng Qianqian suddenly understood why Luo San had reacted so strongly earlier—that’s the reason!

Lu Yuan sighed, "Even his adopted son can be acknowledged publicly, but you, his biological son, will forever remain in the shadows. Truly unfair for you!"

Meng Qianqian had initially thought Luo San would retort, saying, "No need to sow discord."

Unexpectedly, Luo San fell silent.

Lu Yuan said no more.

Meng Qianqian also kept quiet, focusing on her sewing work.

After a long while, Luo San finally spoke in a low voice: "My mother was just an ordinary woman, sent to serve him because of her beauty. Later, my mother became pregnant and gave birth to me. But he never intended to recognize me as part of the Xun Family, merely sending a steward to settle my mother and me at a small village."

"That village wasn’t owned by the Xun Family, so no matter how deeply investigated, it couldn’t be traced back to him."

"Growing up, I couldn’t carry the surname Xun, nor could I call him father. I took my mother’s surname, Luo. My original name was Luo Shan. When I was five, my mother fell ill and died. Right until her dying moment, she hoped he would come see us just once, but he never did."

"I hated him, hated the Xun Family. After my mother’s death, I escaped from the village."

"Later, I encountered my master."

Lu Yuan asked, "Your master is Bai Xiaosheng of the martial world, known as the Thousand-faced Gentleman?"

Luo San replied, "You know him?"

Lu Yuan said casually, "Just heard of him. Your skills resemble his unique techniques quite closely."

Meng Qianqian handed the repaired shoe back to the Miao King.

Luo San continued, "My master took me in, taught me martial arts, taught me disguise techniques. Other than my mother, my master was the first person to treat me like family. When I turned thirteen, he appeared and took me away from my master. Lu Yuan, you might think you’ve had it rough, but have you ever considered that your experiences are the same as mine? We’re both mere shadows of Xun Yu, pawns he can cast aside at any moment. And because he’s my biological father, my pain runs tenfold, a hundredfold deeper than yours!"

"Sometimes I really envy you; no matter how much hardship you’ve endured, at least you have people who love and protect you." freeweɓnovel.cøm

His biological father only wanted to use him.

His mother loved him but couldn’t protect him.

His master taught him but ultimately didn’t keep him.

And the Miao King’s brief guardianship—perhaps it was the most stable relationship he’d had in his life.

The Miao King seemed like a powerful Guardian God; who wouldn’t want a relative like that?

"Wahhh..."

Suddenly, the Miao King broke into wailing sobs.

Luo San froze.

Why—why did he start crying?

Though Luo San felt miserable, he really wasn’t trying to play the pity card!

Through tears and trembling, the Miao King raised his right foot: "Granddaughter-in-law... Did you leave the needle inside the shoe?"

Meng Qianqian shuddered!

She really had... left it behind!