Chapter 33.

(POV patriarch of Good Fortune sect)

What is going on here?

First little Han goes off to chat with some beauty, then little Chu Yue ran over to pull a man off to the side flirtatiously?

Isn't that the man that messed with elder Hitu's plans as well?

What is the meaning of all of this?

Could it be that man is the one that raped Yue'er? But isn't he also that hidden, venerable, all powerful master that little Han spoke of?

I could only grind my teeth while thinking these thoughts.

Then what is little Han doing? Could it be that beautiful woman is the man's wife he mentioned? Has he actually found out that Yue'er was raped? Is little Han trying to get revenge for Yue'er by having his way with his wife?

Then what does Yue'ers actions mean by dragging away that man flirtatiously like that in front of little Han? She knows his feelings towards her. Are you trying to purposely hurt him? Or are you just so madly in love you couldn't be bothered to care?

Miss wife, you too! Are you really fine with all this? Shouldn't there be a cat fight? Is polygamy a go for you?

I don't think I have ever shown so many different expressions on my face in such a short time frame in all my years when comparing it to these past few minutes. My thoughts were so flustered that I didn't even notice the crowd that parted to let a bunch of powerful figures make their way towards me.

Just what in the fudge is going on here? One would think I was questioning their arrival but I couldn't care less for them at the moment.

"Patriarch of the Good Fortune sect. It seems you really tried to pull the wool over our eyes this time."

My thoughts were so flustered at this moment that nothing mattered to me while I was holding the tablet behind my back. Miss wife, why are you looking at me so strangely? Should you not be paying attention to your husband right now? Things look pretty heated between Yue'er and him. They are way too intimate aren't they? Aren't you afraid of losing your position to Yue'er?

Why am I the only one that seems flustered over the situation between the four of you?

"Trying to hide the fact that you are keeping a heritage as the last remaining descendant of the Heavenly Fortune sect? Are you not the biggest sinner in the world trying to keep such good things for yourself? You are not worthy of that tablet. Hand it over now."

What is the real nature of the relationship between the four of them? Could it be the wife is not flustered because in reality her husband is not satisfying her at night? Maybe she prefers young lovers? Has she set her eyes on little Han since the husband can't keep her satisfied? Youngsters do have a lot of vitality after all. Then the husband, because he can't keep up with his wife, he is aiming for young women who are easier to please?

"Patriarch of the Good Fortune sect! What is the meaning of this? Does your silence mean you admit to your sins? You realize your silence will spell the extermination of your sect. If you bow to your knees and grovel before my feet and beg for forgiveness I may consider letting you off the hook."

It was like I had seen the light. That must be it. I'm a genius if I do say so myself. No truth can keep itself hidden from these eyes that have weathered countless storms.

I feel like someone has been calling out my name for a while now. Can they not see I'm busy? Such rude fellows interrupting such important matters.

"Tch. What is it you blatant fools? Would you just scram off like the good little children you are for your great grand daddy patriarch? This patriarch is trying to contemplate over some important matters."

"Blasphemy! How dare you speak back to I the crown prince, Ten Jo, of the Celestial Empire like that?! Men seize that ignorant, blasphemous, and arrogant fool!"

Eh? What? Who did you just say you were? Ten Jo? Crown prince? Celestial Empire? What the hell! Why are you here?!

I couldn't help but look at my foot.

I'm sure I cleaned it off properly, right? Strange.

Looking back up I saw someone who I did not expect to see standing beside the crown prince. Isn't that Shi Yun? Quickly putting two and two together I naturally understood he was likely a lowly spy planted by the empire who had spread their network to every power in the world.

It was strange though, I only told three people about the change in the trial by fire and there is no way any of them would have leaked the information. Unless little Han really had malicious thoughts towards the sect like elder Hitu thought. Strangely enough, I could not accept that as the answer though. I have treated that boy like he were my own flesh and blood. Sure, I put him through some hardship, but that was to grow stronger. One will only advance quickly by facing against adversity after all.

Could it perhaps be that venerable master playing games and pulling strings in the background? Little Han did mention that he knew of the Heavenly Fortune sect and even deduced I was the last descendant. How else would they get that information if not due to that venerable master. Little Han may have spilled the beans regarding the pocket realm to that venerable master. Perhaps he works for the Celestial Empire and infiltrated this sect with those thoughts in mind from the very beginning.

Haah, I've really lost this time. I thought if I distanced him and treated him well I could have avoided any trouble, but the world is a cruel place after all. I was too afraid to make a move against him when I realized I could not see through his strength.

I also did not want to interfere in his matters hoping he would leave me alone. Well it looks like he treats little Han well so even if I die, at least little Han should be fine, right?

Though this crown prince seems to think really highly of me. Bringing twenty powerful escorts for poor little old me? His power alone is something I stand no chance against. He is already an 8th ream semi transcendent at the age of eighteen. What a monster! The people around him were even more terrifying. The only reason he could command them was due to the two words he mentioned earlier.

Celestial Empire.

The strongest power that dominates this world.

Damn! I'm deader than dead aren't I? Ten at the 8th realm, six at the 9th realm, and 4 at the 10th realm. To kick me in the groin and make me despair even further, they were all seventeen and eighteen year olds. This line up really was unbelievable overkill for a small time eunuch like me. There's one figure in that group that really scares me more than the rest. It was one of the 10th realm semi transcendants who was a big black macho man with hulking muscles who kept licking his lips while looking at me.

I couldn't stop the chill that went down my back when I saw his fiery gaze. Please give me a break. I'm just an old powerless man nearing the end of his life. Why do such perverts even exist? Isn't your strike zone too wide?

I could only resign myself to fate. There really was no one I could give vent to my frustration towards. I always get the short end of the stick. I just wanted to peacefully live out the rest of my life. Sure, I would put on an act in front of people every now and then, but is that a crime that deserves such a cruel death?

Seeing the twenty men all make their move towards me, with nineteen of them having their eyes locked onto the tablet behind my back; I could only close my eyes in despair and wait for my death and the possible twentieth persons chill razing gaze that was locked on a certain region of my body. I clenched my rear end as tightly as possible while imagining it in fear.

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Several minutes passed while I had my eyes closed like this waiting for my impending doom.

I found it bizarre that I could still think like this. Was my death really painless?

Is this what death felt like?

What the hell? Death isn't so scary after all. It's literally just closing your eyes and never opening them.

Like hell it is! Really! What is keeping up these lazy bums? I'm ready to die! I made my resolve so get your useless asses over here and kill me. I've got a ninety five percent chance of instant death and I'm betting on those odds. Please just don't let it be the remaining five percent!

Opening my eyes in irritation a scene I couldn't quite understand entered my vision.

That beautiful woman was holding onto little Han's hand and standing in front of me calmly looking towards the twenty attackers. I say looking at, but it really felt like she was treating them like air.

Could it be? My little adoptive son actually seduced this beauty and got her interfere with her evil husband's plot against this small time patriarch? The heavens really do have eyes! Such a joyous turn of events, I could never have predicted this.

Do I suddenly have future a daughter-in-law? Isn't my adoptive son far too cunning and suave? To reign in the husband, aim for his wife. Brilliant! I knew taking you in was a good idea after all!

Thus on this day another big misunderstanding was born.