In the dizziness, amidst the darkness, consciousness is hazy.

My head hurts.

It's like I've hit something.

I can't remember where this is, or who I am, or what has happened, just fatigue and weariness, wanting to sleep forever.

Seems like there's a voice, intermittent, without beginning or end.

Gradually clearer.

"...Hmm, this one, let's say he's my junior. Although his talent is just a tiny fraction of mine, he manages to get by. Leave swordsmithing to him; later, I'll rely on you to take good care of him."

"No wonder!"

Another voice exclaimed with realization, "I've been saying, after hundreds of years, even with my Eternal Empire gone, why has a Mo practitioner still dropped in to assassinate the king?

So in just a few hundred years, have the two families merged?

Amazing!"

"Ah, it's actually quite complex, but let's say it is... Just, won't you blame me?"

"Why? Being good at recognizing talent and appointing the right people is a rare virtue, I wouldn't blame you."

"You overestimate me."

Ye Chun sighed, "I just like to escape."

The voice then laughed heartily, slapping the armrest with delight: "If you wanted to escape, why come back to me?"

Ye Chun remained silent, without answering, and after a long while, he sighed.

Ji Jue suddenly felt a hand pulling his hair, dragging him up, making him pant, and carrying him on the back.

Unfortunately, it was upside down, with his head hanging below, a bit painful.

Hit something again!

Hit twice!

And so, half-dragging and half-carrying this overly heavy burden, like dragging a dead dog, panting while turning back to bid farewell: "Then, please excuse me."

"Should I see you off?" asked a voice like a warm-hearted uncle.

"No need, I've got it under control."

"I'll walk you to the door, it's not far... It's just a few steps, you're worn out, take care of your health, have you been eating well?"

The verbose uncle sighed with concern, seemingly gesturing along, "Remember when that woman who abandoned the swordsmith position brought you here, you were so skinny, small, like you'd drop dead with a blink, I worried about you for quite a while.

In the end, unwittingly, you grew so big."

"...Thank you for your care, I'm reasonably healthy, can live well for some time."

"Since you've even found a husband, then get on with having a child!"

The uncle urged, "Bring them to me to see. Don't worry about it, whether they're Ye or not, a boy or a girl, it doesn't matter, I'm no old-fashioned fossil."

BANG!

In a daze, Ji Jue felt his head hurt again, like he fell to the ground...

Huh? Why say "again"?

"I said, not a husband!"

"Huh? Isn't it trendy to recruit a husband now? Well, marrying down is fine too, there has to be a marriage contract right? What's his family like? To be frank, finding a Mo practitioner poor enough to stitch up his pants is fine, but even though I'm open-minded, I can't accept my descendants eloping..."

"...So you didn't hear a word I said, did you?"

Ye Chun sighed with grievance, "Also, elder pushing for marriage is highly annoying in today's world!"

"Well, we were annoying back then too."

That voice grew more pleased: "But I enjoy it!"

"..."

In the rumbling, there seemed to be the sound of a grand door opening.

"Alright, go on, go on."

Uncle sighed: "If you can't hold up, don't force it, if you're uncomfortable, quickly head back, this place doesn't even have an attendant, if you puke here, I'd have to clean it up myself.

Also, next time don't bring a vacuum robot, can't use it, can't fix it, purely annoying."

"Do some chores at least, Your Majesty..."

Ye Chun sighed, carrying Ji Jue, finally bending to bow: "Thank you for your care, till next time."

"Hey!"

The voice behind the door laughed, "Shouldn't it be farewell forever?"

No response.

In the silence, the door shut.

From then on, it was a long journey.

Amid countless chaotic thoughts, Ji Jue sometimes awake, sometimes dazed, often finding himself caught in one illogical dream after another.

Fell into the sea, chased by sharks, sharks were riding tricycles catching up, don't worry, I have a plane, but it's dark, can't use the plane, narrowly escaped danger.

Smelled citrus fragrance, and lime, very sweet, is it summer?

Too tired, won't do exercises today, take a break, sleep longer, very sleepy, citrus is sweet, want more.

Heard the sound of weary breathing, and complaints.

Seemed to be cursing Ji Jue.

Who is Ji Jue? What's a roll dog?

He struggled to open his eyes.

In the fog, saw a sky filled with rainbow lights, amidst the darkness, seemed like stars were twinkling, and a blurry face, full of dust.

Carrying him, step by step forward.

"Mom..."

Ji Jue dully mumbled.

In the silence, she turned back, her facial expression seemed soft for a moment, sighing, helplessly reached out, pinched his face.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you."

"...Henceforth, you must remember your sister's great kindness, understand?"

Sister?

In the haze and daze, Ji Jue's eyes moved slightly, seemed to finally distinguish her appearance, lips moved, opened with difficulty.

Ye Chun delightedly leaned closer, listened, heard his questioning mutterings.

"...Salted fish?"

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"Hehe... Thesis... almost done..." Ji Jue vaguely smiled, smugly: "Hungry... go stir fry me two dishes, add...lots of...spice..."

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