Chapter 143 ：Your Blood, I'll Return it to You!
"You... very well! I'll ask you again, why weren't you there when Ying'er died? You didn't even know about Ying'er's death. Are you even a man?"
A hint of pain flashed in Long Qingyun's eyes, but he concealed it well, calmly saying, "Not knowing about Ying'er's death was my fault. But when I left Tianfu back then, I told Ying'er that I couldn't give her happiness. Farewell might mean forever. If she couldn't bear the loneliness, she should find a good man to marry!
But as her first man and Menglong's father, I ensured they had a lifetime of material comfort. In simple terms, I severed 'contact' with Ying'er back then, not 'relations'."
Liu Lao Taiye's eyes gleamed as he burst into laughter. "Long Qingyun, you finally admit it! Since you severed ties with Ying'er back then, and Menglong took her mother's surname, then Menglong is my Liu family member. You abandoned your son, and now you come to claim him, what kind of cheap trick is this?"
Long Qingyun remained indifferent. "Lao Taiye, you're celebrating too early. I said I severed 'contact', not 'relations'."
Liu Lao Taiye's expression changed, erupting in anger. "Long Qingyun, you're playing word games at this point. The people of the Dragon family are indeed cunning and despicable!"
"You misunderstood. How can you blame me for your mistake?" Long Qingyun's words nearly made Liu Lao Taiye cough up blood. Clearly, in terms of wit, despite being older, Liu Lao Taiye was far inferior to Long Qingyun.
"Grandfather, let's not bicker." Just then, Li Nianlong, dressed in dignified black Hanfu, walked over. Black Hanfu symbolized the head of the Liu family.
Seeing Li Nianlong, Long Qingyun's emotions fluctuated, his body trembling slightly.
Li Nianlong glanced at him, then walked to Liu Lao Taiye's side, placing his hand on his back and following his breath. "Some people are born to eat their words. We gentlemen don't engage in verbal battles."
Li Nianlong's words made Long Qingyun's expression darken, but Liu Lao Taiye was overjoyed, laughing, "Well said! When dealing with those who live off their tongues, reason will never prevail." After speaking, he provocatively glanced at Long Qingyun, who remained silent.
Li Nianlong nodded with a smile, then turned to Long Qingyun, saying calmly, "As the new head of the Liu family, I've surprised His Majesty the King. Li Nianlong is honored."
Li Nianlong identified himself as part of the Liu family, causing Long Qingyun's expression to darken further, feeling a mix of anger, helplessness, shame, and resentment.
"Menglong, you indeed resent me." Faced with his son, Long Qingyun's eyes showed complex emotions. "You should resent me."
"Wrong, I don't resent you." Li Nianlong said indifferently, "You were just an insignificant figure in my life. What's the point of me hating you?"
Long Qingyun's heart sank at Li Nianlong's words. "Regardless of your hatred for me, I'll always be your father. The blood flowing in your veins will never change."
"Your blood?" Li Nianlong's tone turned icy, a cold smile on his face. "Then let me ask you, will you publicly admit that I'm your son in front of the whole world?"
Long Qingyun was speechless. Of course, he wouldn't dare. Once revealed, it would cause a global scandal, tarnishing the reputation of the Dragon family. This could provoke the Xiang family, leading to the downfall of the Dragon family.
Exactly!
Liu Lao Taiye clapped his hands with satisfaction. "Well asked! Long Qingyun, if you dare not announce that Menglong is your son, then stop claiming he is. Menglong is a member of the Liu family, forever!"
Long Qingyun's expression darkened. "Lao Taiye, you may be older, but don't overstep. Regardless of what you say, Menglong will always be of Dragon lineage. The blood in him is what I gave him!"
"Humph!" Liu Lao Taiye snorted. "Menglong also carries the noble blood of the Liu family. Your Dragon family has only controlled Huaxia for a mere century, while my Liu family ruled over it for over two thousand years. In terms of qualifications and nobility, what is your Dragon family?"
Long Qingyun's eyes flashed with killing intent. "History is history. Now, the Dragon family rules Huaxia, and I, Long Qingyun, am the King of Huaxia. You, Liu Tianming, dare to defy authority. What punishment do you deserve?"
Liu Lao Taiye was furious. "This is Tianfu. If you dare to be insolent, I'll make sure you stay here forever!"
"Just you?"
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The contemptuous look and icy tone from Long Qingyun made Old Master Liu's blood boil, raising his hand to confront Long Qingyun.
"Grandpa, calm down," in the nick of time, Li Nianlong intervened with a single arm, lightly restraining the advancing Old Master Liu, saying, "Getting angry over irrelevant matters isn't worth it! Your health is important, don't let anger ruin it."
With Li Nianlong's comfort, Old Master Liu's breathing gradually steadied, taking a deep breath and exhaling, a smile appearing on his face. "Menglong is right, getting angry over unrelated people isn't worth it indeed."
Long Qingyun's face grew darker. "Menglong, I don't want to argue with you. I came to Tianfu this time to see you, and also to go to your mother's grave, to offer her a bouquet of flowers and say a few words to her."
"You want to offer flowers to my mom?" Li Nianlong sneered repeatedly. "Are you worthy?"
Worthy?
Long Qingyun felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. "Indeed! I am unworthy, but after all, I am her husband..."
"Do you have legal documents?" Li Nianlong retorted.
Long Qingyun had no response.
After a moment of silence, Long Qingyun continued, "Even so, you are my son, and your veins carry my blood, which will never change until death."
"Enough!" Li Nianlong's face turned angry. "You keep saying I carry your blood, your blood. Since you value your blood so much, I'll return it to you!"
As he finished speaking, Li Nianlong took out a flying knife and viciously cut his own wrist. Although Li Nianlong's blood vessels had long merged into his flesh, he chose to release his blood now. With a slash, crimson blood gushed out, forming a mist of blood.
"Menglong!" Old Master Liu exclaimed in shock. "What are you doing, child..."
"Grandpa..." Li Nianlong pressed his lips, resolutely saying, "I am a member of the Liu family, forever. As for the blood that Long Qingyun spoke of, I return it to him!"
With those words, Li Nianlong coldly stared at Long Qingyun. "Long Qingyun, you said I carry your blood, but I also carry half of my mother's blood. Now I return the surplus half of my blood to you. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other!"
Seeing Li Nianlong's resolute actions and hearing his decisive words, Long Qingyun was stunned and enraged, watching Li Nianlong's increasingly pale face as his blood diminished. Long Qingyun closed his eyes. He knew he had forever lost this son, realizing that his plans had been flawed from the start.
"You'd rather shed blood than acknowledge me..." Long Qingyun's heart was filled with sorrow, saying resignedly, "Forget it, forget it. I, Long Qingyun, am not a shameless person. If my son doesn't acknowledge me, then I'll consider him nonexistent."
Long Qingyun turned around and said to the secretary following him, "Let's go."
The secretary, a man in his forties, faced with Long Qingyun's words, was unusually absent-minded, his gaze firmly locked on the flying knife in Li Nianlong's hand.
This flying knife... looks very familiar.
"Hmm?" Seeing the secretary lost in thought, Long Qingyun frowned, "Didn't you hear what I said?"
The secretary snapped out of it, seeing Long Qingyun's anger, hurriedly apologizing, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I was thinking about something just now."
"Humph!" Long Qingyun flicked his sleeve, turned, and left, the secretary hurriedly following suit. Thinking about the appearance of the flying knife in Li Nianlong's hand, the secretary's shock intensified. With a heart pounding, he wished he could leave the Liu family and Tianfu immediately, returning to Longcheng.
As Long Qingyun left, Li Nianlong also stopped the bleeding. In fact, he couldn't continue even if he wanted to. According to his calculations, he had just emptied half of his blood, leaving the other half, which he believed belonged to Li Ying, to the Liu family.
"Menglong..." Old Master Liu's heart ached deeply. "Why do this to yourself?"
Li Nianlong's face was deathly pale, devoid of color, yet he wore a faint smile. "Grandpa, from now on, I have nothing to do with the Long family. I am a member of the Liu family forever."
Old Master Liu, in his seventies, had experienced too many ups and downs in his life. However, hearing Li Nianlong's words, he couldn't help but feel his nose tingle, tears streaming down his face...
Meanwhile, Long Qingyun was on his way to Tianfu Airport, coming with hope but leaving with despair. Thinking of Li Nianlong covered in blood, Long Qingyun's face was grim, his heart filled with anger, resentment, sorrow, and pain.
What sin have I committed? Why does heaven punish me like this?
Along the way, the secretary didn't say a word, his face changing rapidly between pale, red, blue, and black. It was as if he was performing the most famous act in Tianfu—face-changing. His speed and variety surpassed those of any folk master. If those folk masters saw him, they would exclaim, "Master, please accept this disciple's knees!"
The car finally arrived at Tianfu Airport. The secretary followed closely behind Long Qingyun, quickly boarding the plane. After the plane took off, the secretary finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Long Qingyun's grim expression, he couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. However, considering the important matter he had discovered, he had to boldly disturb Long Qingyun at this moment.