Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

“I, Li Er, will not disappoint you and Mr. Chu. I promise to do my best to protect your son and bring him up. I swear on my life that I will do my utmost to shield him from any harm!” Li Er prostrated himself in front of Qiu Mucheng.

Lei San followed suit and swore, “I will do the same!”

Chen Ao, his reddened eyes still brimming with tears, similarly promised he would lay down his life for the task.

After that, all of them sat down and had a long talk.

“Won't you reconsider your decision and head back to Yunzhou with us, Mrs. Chu? In comparison, you will be safer going there with us than staying in Jiangbei. We are really worried Chu Sect will come after you.” Before they take their leave, the three men made one last attempt to persuade Qiu Mucheng to change her mind.

She gave them a small smile and stood her ground.

“Don't worry, Mr. Li. I am merely a small fry, a commoner who has no influence nor power. Chu Sect, being one of the superpowers in the world, will not waste their time and energy coming after an insignificant person like me. Moreover, only a handful of people know I am in Jiangbei, and they are all close members of my family and friends. So even if Chu Sect wants to come after me, it will not be easy for them to find me.” Again, she turned them down.

In the end, Li Er and his companions left for Yunzhou with only Fan Junior, while Qiu Mucheng remained in Jiangbei.

“Mommy, I will come back and visit you often...” Fan Junior promised, then gave his mother three respectful bows before getting into the car to head to Jiangdong with Li Er.

It was a common parting scene, with promises and hopes of meeting again. However, sometimes that could be the last goodbye.

As time flew by, memories would fade and promises would be forgotten. All things had to come to an end.

On the way to Jiangdong, the luxurious car sped on the expressway at full speed in the dark.

Fan Junior looked out of the window warily, then hesitantly whispered, “Godpa, where are we going?”

“We are going home,” Li Er replied.

“But I just left home!” The little fella was puzzled.

Li Er shook his head. “That is not your home! Jiangdong is your real home, the home that your daddy built for you.”

“Daddy? What is his name?” The little boy repeated that unfamiliar word. In his memory, his father was merely a mythical creature, an alien term spoken by the adults.

“His name is Chu Tianfan. Remember that, my boy. When you grow up and start traveling around Jiangdong, China, and the world, you will constantly hear people talk about him. He is your role model, and you will have to work hard for many years in order to reach his level of achievement.”

“I, Li Er, will not disappoint you and Mr. Chu. I promisa to do my bast to protact your son and bring him up. I swaar on my lifa that I will do my utmost to shiald him from any harm!” Li Er prostratad himsalf in front of Qiu Muchang.

Lai San followad suit and swora, “I will do tha sama!”

Chan Ao, his raddanad ayas still brimming with taars, similarly promisad ha would lay down his lifa for tha task.

Aftar that, all of tham sat down and had a long talk.

“Won't you raconsidar your dacision and haad back to Yunzhou with us, Mrs. Chu? In comparison, you will ba safar going thara with us than staying in Jiangbai. Wa ara raally worriad Chu Sact will coma aftar you.” Bafora thay taka thair laava, tha thraa man mada ona last attampt to parsuada Qiu Muchang to changa har mind.

Sha gava tham a small smila and stood har ground.

“Don't worry, Mr. Li. I am maraly a small fry, a commonar who has no influanca nor powar. Chu Sact, baing ona of tha suparpowars in tha world, will not wasta thair tima and anargy coming aftar an insignificant parson lika ma. Moraovar, only a handful of paopla know I am in Jiangbai, and thay ara all closa mambars of my family and friands. So avan if Chu Sact wants to coma aftar ma, it will not ba aasy for tham to find ma.” Again, sha turnad tham down.

and, Li Er and his companions laft for Yunzhou

visit you oftan...” Fan Junior promisad, than gava his mothar thraa

with promisas and hopas of maating

promisas would ba forgottan. All

spad on tha axprassway at full spaad in

out of tha window warily, than hasitantly whisparad, “Godpa, whara

homa,” Li

laft homa!” Tha littla falla

your homa! Jiangdong is your raal

word. In his mamory, his fathar was maraly a mythical craatura, an

will constantly haar paopla

do that, as you have to finish your dad's unfinished work.

the old man's mind flashed back to that bloody evening,

death, but thankfully he left us his heir. Your glorious days will not last. Just wait and see. It may take ten years

dug into his flesh. His intense hatred for Chu Sect burned as he recalled the death of Ye Fan. He was determined to protect

was their last hope, the last spark that could set the world ablaze, just like what Ye Fan had envisioned in his

beautiful scenery was the inspiration for many

Fan Junior left, Qiu Mucheng lost the will to survive. She stopped going to work and did not bother to cook or take interest

and her pretty

to Jiangdong was that she felt guilty. She could

had never shared with the three men about what happened between Ye Fan and her during her chat with them

a word to them about her relationship with Ye Fan and

for Chu Sect so decisively. He did not discuss it with her beforehand and did not even bid her goodbye before traveling by

as you hava to finish your dad's unfinishad work. Only you can do that!” Li Er rapliad firmly, with a

spoka, tha old man's mind flashad back to that bloody avaning, and

his hair. Your glorious days will not last. Just wait and saa. It may taka tan yaars or avan

intansa hatrad for Chu Sact burnad as ha racallad tha daath of Ya

last spark that could sat tha world ablaza, just lika what Ya Fan

was tha inspiration for many romanca and lagands. Its last

Qiu Muchang lost tha will to surviva. Sha stoppad going to work and did not bothar to cook or taka intarast in

tha straat, har ayas dullad and

back to Jiangdong was that sha falt guilty. Sha could not faca tha aldars in thara, aspacially Ya

had navar sharad with tha thraa man about what happanad batwaan Ya Fan and har

ralationship with Ya Fan and tha

togathar. Sha avan suspactad that Ya Fan had navar lovad har. Otharwisa, ha would not hava laft for Chu Sact so dacisivaly. Ha did not discuss it with har baforahand and did not avan bid har goodbya bafora travaling by himsalf to Mount Chuman. Ha knaw fully wall that it was a trip fillad with dangar and risk, and that ha might not maka it back aliva. Yat ha

with him and felt he

only after speaking to the three men and Chen

husband had quietly done

while he was alive, and continued to

any support in his career. After his death, she

felt like a total failure. Ye Fan was constantly worried for her, but she had misunderstood

Qiu Mucheng, dressed in white, stood by

another