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Don't seek revenge...
Leave East Sea...
Hide your identity...
Those were the last words Grandpa Qin wrote with his dying breath.
He was all too aware of the Martial Alliance's power, realizing that if his grandson sought revenge, it would be no different from courting death. It would be falling right into their trap, using his death to lure his grandson into a deadly snare.
"Xiaoyu, if there's anything I can do to help, just say the word!"
Lord Yan's voice was hoarse as he spoke.
Not only was Grandpa Qin his relative by marriage, but he was also his savior. Without Grandpa Qin's intervention, he might still be in a vegetative state, unconscious.
"Grandpa Yan, I need some quiet,"
said Qin Yu, holding his grandfather's body, his lips quivering.
"Alright..."
Grandpa Yan nodded, then closed the door and walked out.
"Mingyu..."
Grandpa Yan saw his granddaughter approaching briskly and shook his head, signaling her not to go in and disturb Qin Yu.