Chapter 1223: Conversation with Wang Kun
The night passed quickly. After helping the Sword Demon with his injury, Liu Zixuan found a place to take a nap. Although not spending time sweetly with Luo Xi was rather annoying, this wasn’t the time for romantic affairs.
In the morning, Liu Zixuan was awakened by a phone call from Wang Kun.
"It’s quite annoying to be disturbed so early," Liu Zixuan mumbled, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
Wang Kun paused and laughed, "I’ll treat you to breakfast as an apology."
"Location."
"I’ll send it to your phone in a bit." With that, Wang Kun hung up.
Liu Zixuan washed up and saw Qiqi and Luo Xi drowsily sitting on the sofa. He couldn’t help but smile, "Why don’t you sleep a bit more if you’re so tired?"
"I got up when I heard noise from your room," Luo Xi shrugged, "Are you going out?"
"Hmm, since no one’s sleeping, let’s all go out for breakfast."
"Do we need to call the old man?" Luo Xi asked.
"He still needs some time to recover. This time, the Sword Demon was badly injured. We’ll bring him something later."
With those words, Liu Zixuan led Luo Xi and Qiqi outside, checked the address sent by Wang Kun, set it in the navigator, and headed straight to the destination.
𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
About half an hour later, they arrived in front of an extremely elegant teahouse.
Luo Xi frowned, "Tea in the early morning? It feels odd."
Liu Zixuan laughed, "I’ll have to ask Wang Kun about this when we get inside."
As they entered, a waiter greeted them respectfully, then led them directly to a private room upstairs.
Inside, Wang Kun stood by the window with a wooden table in the middle, covered with delicious dishes, including alcohol. This surprised everyone; a teahouse was set up like a restaurant.
Liu Zixuan raised his eyebrows. Since entering, apart from a young lady at the front desk and the waiter, there was no one else, and without questioning their names, they were brought upstairs. This was enough to show that the teahouse belonged to Wang Kun in the Qian Nan Land.
With a meaningful smile, he said, "A wily hare has three burrows; you are now like a startled bird. How many hiding places do you have?"
Wang Kun turned around, "You always understand me, but to be honest, this is the only place. In the vast Star Sea, this is the only place where I can find shelter."
His words were full of helplessness and self-mockery.
Back then, he was so majestic, holding official positions, a key member of the Dragon Spirit, able to go anywhere in Star Sea. But now, like a dog who lost its home, he had nowhere to go except here, and he didn’t dare to go anywhere else.
As he spoke, a very graceful lady walked in from outside, carrying a pot of fragrant wine and filled their cups.
Wang Kun gestured for the graceful lady to sit next to him, "This is my wife, Ruo Yu, and also the owner of this teahouse."
Liu Zixuan smiled slightly at Ruo Yu, and said lightly, "To accompany the king to the end, unwavering to death, what a good name!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Xuan."
"Actually, I should call you sister-in-law. That Wang Kun is a few years older than me, yet he always calls me Brother."
The back-and-forth exchanges made Wang Kun feel as if he were in a dream, as if there was no enmity between them, as if they had just gotten to know each other again.
Liu Zixuan’s openness and his generosity made Wang Kun feel deeply ashamed!
Ruo Yu smiled gently, "If you call me sister-in-law, then you have to promise me one thing."
"Ruo Yu!" Wang Kun suddenly interrupted, seeming to stop her from continuing.
Liu Zixuan’s eyes flickered, "Please, sister-in-law, go ahead."
"Our child cannot be without a father. As long as you spare us, the teahouse and everything I own can be yours." Ruo Yu pushed Wang Kun aside and spoke with unusual seriousness.
Liu Zixuan was startled; he hadn’t expected Wang Kun, hunted by so many forces, to have such an understanding and sensible wife.
To be honest, having such a kind wife in one’s life is likely more than enough!
"He just forgot the way home. Now that he’s home, he’s naturally safe!" Liu Zixuan laughed.
Ruo Yu smiled with joy, "Good!"
"Let’s dine together," Liu Zixuan gestured.
They all exchanged smiles without any awkwardness or discomfort, and they did not mention anything about the Martial Realm. They quietly enjoyed breakfast.
After the meal, Liu Zixuan signaled Luo Xi, who then took Qiqi and invited Ruo Yu to go outside, leaving only Liu Zixuan and Wang Kun in the room, along with a pot of elegantly fragrant hot tea.
Wang Kun slightly bent over to fill Liu Zixuan’s teacup, "Try it, Ruo Yu personally grows this tea."
Liu Zixuan lifted the cup, took a sip, and the faint fragrance filled his nose, making him feel extremely relaxed.
After putting down the teacup, he said, "You didn’t really have to come back."
"If I didn’t come back, where could I go?" Wang Kun laughed bitterly.
"With the treasured items from the Dragon Spirit and the savings accumulated over the years, you have enough to find a place to live out your life leisurely. Of course, that’s assuming you don’t wish to return to the Martial Realm, which is another matter entirely," Liu Zixuan shrugged.
Wang Kun shook his head, "I’ve indeed considered such thoughts. At that time, I was very conflicted."
"In the battle before the Profound Sword Sect, my father led the Dragon Spirit members to fight against the Jiang Family’s two Blood Wolves. Some died in battle, most were scattered, and I was the only one who escaped the Star Sea to another country."
"Before leaving, my father pulled me aside and said, with the treasured items accumulated by Dragon Spirit, and with enough treasures of Dragon Spirit, I could gather Martial Artists abroad and wait for the right time to return, to seek revenge on the Jiang Family, the Profound Sword Sect, and even you."
"And then what happened?" Liu Zixuan asked.
Wang Kun grimaced, "To be honest, when I saw my father fall, my mind was filled with hatred, wishing I were the strongest Martial Artist at that moment so I could easily crush those who killed my father, but I knew I couldn’t."
"In those days abroad, even though I had countless treasures with me, I lived like a dog who lost its home, hiding from place to place, in a foreign place with foreign people, friendless. It seemed as though the hatred vanished, leaving behind only helplessness, and I dared not contact Ruo Yu for fear of bringing trouble to her."
"In those days, I wondered, could I truly take revenge? If not, then what would I do? Would I end it all by suicide? Or take Ruo Yu and our child abroad, find a good place, buy some land, and live carefree?"
Wang Kun mocked himself, "Many thoughts crossed my mind, but I couldn’t decide. Maybe this is what my father meant when he said I could never become a leader..."