Chapter 607: Chapter 606 Grandpa and Uncle?
Outside Yunwu Mountain Valley.
On the only forest road entering Bear Mountain Forest Area, an Alphard was stopped by personnel from the Military Department stationed here.
Duanmu Han sat in the car, listening to someone from the Military Department reporting the situation to Qin Yanyang on the phone, and when Qin learned of his arrival, she actually asked him to wait here, which displeased him.
As a seasoned National Guardian Level powerhouse, Duanmu Han had always held a high status in Divine Continent Country, and considering he was also Qin Yanyang’s maternal grandfather, it was hard for him to be happy about the fact that not only had she not come to receive him, she had told him to wait outside.
Especially since Duanmu Wugou had also come with him, it made him feel rather embarrassed.
"Hmph, this girl’s airs are getting bigger and bigger, making me wait here, haha..." Duanmu Han said indifferently, shaking his head and giving a wry smile to Duanmu Wugou, "My apologies for this embarrassment. For some reason, this girl has never been particularly fond of our Duanmu aristocratic family, and she’s quite estranged from me, her grandfather."
Duanmu Wugou understood Duanmu Han’s dissatisfaction at the moment and reassured him with a smile, "Don’t take it to heart. Didn’t you say they’ve established a secret experimental base in Yunwu Mountain Valley? They are probably just being cautious, which is normal. Besides, she has said she will come out to meet you. Maybe she is coming to personally welcome you into the valley?"
Upon hearing this, Duanmu Han felt much better.
Before long, Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang arrived together.
Inside the car, Duanmu Wugou, Duanmu Han, and two other experts from the Hidden Sect Duanmu Family brightened up at the sight of these two people.
Duanmu Wugou praised, "Truly a pair of exceptional young talents. I didn’t have the chance to observe this young man properly the other day, but seeing him now, he indeed stands out from the rest. Such a young couple is extremely rare even in the Hidden Sect World, true prodigies among the youth."
Duanmu Han gave him a look, wondering to himself.
What exactly was Duanmu Wugou’s purpose in coming here, showering such praise on the couple?
It felt unlike the attitude a Divine Travel Realm expert from the Hidden Sect World should have.
Outside, Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang, hand in hand, walked towards the Alphard and stopped when they were a hundred meters away, as Yang Fei suddenly furrowed his brows.
Then, Qin Yanyang also sensed something and looked towards the car.
Both felt a hint of danger.
Given their Cultivation Realm, and the fact they were holding hands, only fighters above the Divine Travel Realm could elicit a sense of danger in them.
Could it be that Duanmu Han had stepped into the Divine Travel Realm?
What was his purpose in coming here, then?
Was he trying to use his Divine Travel Realm status to gain something for the Duanmu Family?
Just when they were inwardly startled, the car door opened, and several men got out of the vehicle.
Yang Fei’s pupils contracted sharply, his gaze fixed on one of them as he said in a grave voice, "A familiar presence, he is a Divine Travel Realm strongman from the Hidden Sect Duanmu Family."
Qin Yanyang immediately thought of the news that had come from Kunlun Death Valley a few days ago and said in surprise, "Are they the three people who came out from the Hidden Sect World?"
Yang Fei nodded silently.
Although he had never met this Divine Travel strongman of the Duanmu Family face to face, he had briefly encountered him a few times.
Their few collisions in Divine Thought had left him with a strong memory of this person’s presence.
At the same time, Duanmu Wugou, who had alighted from the car, was all too familiar with Yang Fei.
Recalling how he had failed to capture the young man during the chase in Duanmu Family territory, and instead had been ambushed twice by him, resulting in severe damage to his Primordial Spirit and substantial losses, he gritted his teeth in frustration.
But considering the decision the family had made after deliberation, he forced himself to adjust his emotions, even showing a friendly expression on his face.
"Young man, we meet again," Duanmu Wugou was the first to speak, saying with a smile.
Yang Fei looked solemn, his eyes vigilantly fixed on the other, and said, "Yes, we meet again. Are you here for revenge?"
Duanmu Wugou chuckled and shook his head, "Don’t be nervous, if I were here to seek revenge, would I have asked Duanmu Han to warn your wife in advance?"
Yang Fei nodded silently, thinking it made sense.
The key was that he couldn’t sense any killing intent from this person today.
"Then what are you here for?" Yang Fei asked.
Duanmu Wugou said, "I want to have a proper talk with you."
Yang Fei, with a stunned look, shook his head, "I have nothing to discuss with the people of the Duanmu aristocratic family."
Duanmu Yun and Duanmu Hai had killed his innocent second uncle, a thorn in Yang Fei’s heart that could never be removed, which was why he harbored extreme hatred towards the people of the Hidden Sect Duanmu Family.
Last time he had risked great danger to enter the Hidden Sect World, it was because the hatred in his heart could not dissipate, thus he had gone to kill Duanmu Hai’s father, causing an uproar in the Duanmu Family.
Therefore, deep inside, he had never thought of reconciling with the Hidden Sect Duanmu Family.
Even though he knew his own mother had come from that family.
He, Yang Fei, had never thought of clinging to the Duanmu Family, one of the Eight Great Forces of the Hidden Sect.
"Yang Fei, don’t you want to know how your mother died? Don’t you want to acknowledge me as your grandfather?"
At this, a middle-aged man beside Duanmu Wugou spoke up.
He appeared to be in his fifties or sixties, but as a Martial Artist, he looked relatively young and was full of vigor.
Yang Fei’s pupils constricted slightly as he looked at the man.
The man slowly walked forward, his eyes directly on Yang Fei, and said, "I am your real grandfather. Duanmu Qing is my only daughter, a naturally talented prodigy who died young. I never expected her to leave behind a descendent in this world. Heaven really pities this old man, allowing me to meet my own grandson."
As the man spoke, he strode forward, and was now less than fifty meters from Yang Fei.
Qin Yanyang’s gaze was fixed on the man, discovering a faint resemblance between his eyebrows and Yang Fei’s.
A thought struck her, and she turned to look at Yang Fei.
Yes, the traces of genetic inheritance between their brows were very apparent.
This man was likely indeed Yang Fei’s real grandfather.
"Stop!"
Yang Fei suddenly called out sharply.
The man paused, looking at Yang Fei with confusion and emotional tone, "I am truly your grandfather. Duanmu Qing was my daughter, and this is common knowledge in the Hidden Sect. Why would I deceive you about this matter?"
"Perhaps by blood relation, I indeed have a grandfather and even some relatives, but deep in my heart, the relatives from my mother’s side have never existed because I have never seen you since I was born. Emotionally speaking, there is no affection," Yang Fei said calmly, his tone cold.
"Blood is thicker than water; our relationship cannot be changed," the man said loudly.
"Enough!"
Yang Fei’s eyes flashed with a cold light as he said firmly, "No matter what purpose you’ve come here with this time, I’ll tell you one thing: I, Yang Fei, have no connections with the Duanmu Family. Also, about my mother’s death, I will definitely investigate it. When the time comes, you’d better hope I don’t find any links to the Duanmu Family, because it doesn’t matter who you are to me or whether we share the same blood, I will make you pay blood for blood!"
Yang Fei’s voice was icy and merciless, his tone seemingly conveying a chilling and terrifying intent that made one shudder.
Qin Yanyang held Yang Fei’s hand. She felt as if she could sense the hatred and indifference towards the Duanmu Family within Yang Fei’s heart, and she tightened her grip on his hand, looking at him with tender eyes.
"Yang Fei, do you really want to be like this? It is often said that ’it’s better to resolve a grudge than to hold it.’ There are many things we didn’t know in the past, which led you to have some negative impressions of us. But we have come with sincerity this time, wanting to clarify some past events with you, allowing you to acknowledge your heritage. After all, half the blood flowing in your veins is from our Duanmu Family; we are relatives," the man pleaded earnestly, his eyes filled with tearsand his voice fraught with emotion, moving anyone who heard him.
At this moment, another younger middle-aged man who had come with Duanmu Wugou stepped forward. He looked at Yang Fei and said, "Yang Fei, you may not acknowledge me as your uncle, but you can’t deny your grandfather. To protect your mother, your grandfather lost two of his own sons!"