Even though Fang Xin had seen many strange things.
When he saw a large Turtle wearing an apron standing at the door and doing all that.
His mind was more or less a little confused.
Nodding at the large Turtle, Fang Xin walked inside.
The large Turtle smiled at Fang Xin and Jiang Xiaocha, "Please wait a moment, chat with Old Master Ye first, the food will be ready soon!"
Fang Xin responded.
His gaze quickly swept around the small courtyard. The courtyard was quiet and elegant, with a lounge chair placed in it, and a teapot and cups on the small table beside it.
Fang Xin walked towards the living room, thought for a moment, and then gently knocked on the door.
"Come in!"
A voice came from inside the room.
Fang Xin walked in. The living room was only about fifty square meters, and most of the furniture in the room was old. The living room and study were connected, and through the open door of the study, he could see an old man standing in the study.
The old man was standing at the desk, writing with a brush.
Fang Xin placed a large pile of gifts next to the coffee table in the living room, then walked towards the study.
"Old Master Ye!"
The old man looked up. He was dressed very simply and looked kind and amiable, like an old man in a park at first glance. But upon closer inspection, the old man carried an air of decisiveness in his every move.
Seeing Fang Xin and Jiang Xiaocha, Old Master Ye showed a kind smile, "In a blink of an eye, you've grown so big! Come, help me hold the paper."
Fang Xin was startled, then walked to one side of the desk, holding one side of the Xuan paper with both hands and pulling it back. Old Master Ye continued to write in the blank space. It must be said that Old Master Ye's calligraphy was superb, with strong and vigorous strokes, and a magnificent aura. From between the lines, one could even see traces of a murderous aura penetrating the paper.
This was no longer just calligraphy; Fang Xin felt that if this piece of writing were to be taken out, it would be more than enough to deal with some Awakened of lower to middle tiers.
Old Master Ye was writing in cursive, but Fang Xin could still vaguely recognize that Old Master Ye was writing "Ode to the Red Cliffs."
His brushwork was like dragons and snakes, flowing smoothly and effortlessly. Old Master Ye placed the brush he held on the brush rest, briefly scanned his masterpiece, then took out a jade seal and signed the calligraphy at the bottom.
Old Master Ye smiled at Fang Xin, "Do you know what I wrote?"
"Ode to the Red Cliffs."
Old Master Ye, with his hands behind his back, smiled and gestured for Fang Xin to lay the Xuan paper flat on the table to air dry.
He walked around the end of the desk, squeezed Fang Xin's shoulder, and then gently patted Jiang Xiaocha's shoulder, like an elder looking at a junior he admired.
"When you come here, treat it like your own home; don't be so reserved!"
Fang Xin joked, "If I really act like I'm at home, I'm afraid you, Old Master Ye, wouldn't be pleased!"
Ye Qingcang gently patted the back of Fang Xin's neck, "You rascal, it's fine. However you act at home, act the same here! And don't call me Old Ye. If you trace it back, you should call me maternal grandfather."
Fang Xin was stunned, "Maternal grandfather?"
Ye Qingcang raised his chin, signaling them to chat in the living room first, "Your mother is my elder brother's daughter."
Fang Xin was completely bewildered; he had never heard his mother mention this.
Old Master Ye continued with a smile, "Has your mother never told you these things?"
"Yes!"
Hearing this, Old Master Ye smiled bitterly, "It's normal that she didn't. When I was fighting on the front lines, I didn't even go back when my parents passed away, nor did I fulfill my filial duty. When my mother passed away, she held on to her last breath, waiting for me to come home, saying she wanted to see me one last time before she left. I had promised to rush back, but then an urgent mission came up, so I didn't get to see her one last time. My elder brother never forgave me until his death, and he didn't allow your mother to have any connection with me, nor to accept any help from this unfilial son."
At this point, Old Master Ye's eyes flashed with much loneliness and sorrow.
Loyalty and filial piety have always been difficult to balance. From the perspective of Old Master Ye and his brother, both would feel that what they did at the time was correct.
Old Master Ye continued, "Your mother's personality was like my elder brother's; she was stubborn since childhood and wouldn't accept charity. She refused all my help. However, your mother was also very capable, achieving that level step by step through her own efforts. As the saying goes, there are no coincidences in life, and in the end, she married the son of my sworn brother."
As Old Master Ye spoke, he looked at Fang Xin kindly.
Then he smiled and looked at Jiang Xiaocha, "You are Old Fang's granddaughter. By lineage, you can just call me grandfather."
Jiang Xiaocha nodded obediently and called him grandfather.
Fang Xin looked around, "Maternal grandfather, haven't your children come back?"
Old Master Ye smiled, "I never married. If we're talking about blood ties, you are the only person in this world I have a blood relationship with."
Fang Xin fell into a brief silence, "I see you're still very healthy, Old Master. Why don't you... try harder and have an uncle for me?"
"Slap!"
Old Master Ye gently slapped the back of Fang Xin's head, laughing and scolding, "You rascal, no manners!"
Fang Xin rubbed the back of his head, looking shameless.
Old Master Ye continued, "You boy, work hard. Your tier is already Level 8 Warrior?"
"Yes!"
Old Master Ye's face was filled with a deep smile; he was very satisfied with this grand-nephew, "After you officially join, you will directly become a Battalion Commander!"
Fang Xin was overjoyed. Before coming, he had been wondering how to talk to Old Master Ye about it, but he didn't expect Old Master Ye to directly and generously announce the appointment.
Old Master Ye then looked at Jiang Xiaocha, "I will speak to your director. After you join, you will directly become a squad leader."
"Thank you, Old Master Ye."
Ye Qingcang waved his hand, not as a refusal, but as an expression of no need for further words.
"Has your grandfather looked for you again?" Old Master Ye asked Fang Xin.
Fang Xin shook his head. At this point, Fang Xin realized that Fang Qingdi had not sent him any news for a long time.
"Maternal grandfather, do you know where my grandfather is?"
Old Master Ye thought for a moment, "According to my guess, he should be in the Land of Eternal Night. However, the Land of Eternal Night is vast, and many places are unknown territories, including many forbidden zones. It's hard to say exactly where he is."
When Fang Xin heard "Land of Eternal Night," he couldn't help but remember that Tang Shuang had mentioned earlier that the Elf King, one of the Seven Kings, was in the Land of Eternal Night.
"Maternal grandfather, how was the Land of Eternal Night formed? I've read some introductions that a few hundred years ago, although the Land of Eternal Night was barren, it wasn't a place people couldn't go."
Old Master Ye glanced at Fang Xin, revealing a meaningful smile.
"You're talking about the Land of Eternal Night!"