They Are Archenemies, But They Have A Child - Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Yun Chuan Number Two

“I can go with you, but you need to give me some time.”

After accepting these bizarre events, Liu Yu’s emotional state entered a new level of calmness, feeling that nothing was impossible to accept.

“Father God, we—”

Not a chance!

“Wait, wait, wait. You should still call me Brother Liu.”

Liu Yu closed his eyes and rubbed his aching temples: “I haven’t prepared myself psychologically to be a father. I need time to adjust.”

Yun Qingwu readily changed his address: “Understood, Brother Liu.”

Leng Lici glanced at Yun Qingwu and rolled his eyes at Liu Yu: “A quarter of a fragment, with the worries of a whole piece.”

Liu Yu paused, looked at the two of them weakly, and turned to Yun Qingwu: “Are you sure he’s my biological son?”

Yun Qingwu tightened his grip on his teacup and nodded: “Yes.”

Leng Lici: “No.”

It seemed to be confirmed. Liu Yu sighed again, his gaze falling on Xiao Dao, who was struggling to eat rice on the side: “And her? Is she my little daughter?”

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment. Yun Qingwu gave a tactical cough and looked away: “Xiao Dao… she is mine and A’Ci’s daughter.”

Liu Yu: “…”

He looked at the two of them oddly, repeatedly glancing at both their bellies, feeling that speaking was difficult: “You male deities… can also have children?”

Leng Lici’s gaze turned cold, and he raised his hand, intending to teach Liu Yu’s eyes a lesson about what to look at and what not to look at, but Yun Qingwu forcibly pressed his hand down.

“This is a long story. In short, Xiao Dao is our child.”

Oh, so she’s probably not their biological child.

Liu Yu blinked, relieved, secretly celebrating that gods had not become that defying of nature.

“Oh. Then, should we… head back?”

Yun Qingwu nodded: “Yes.”

…

The group returned to Jingcheng once again.

“Brother Liu, are you really leaving?” Old Yu looked melancholic.

Liu Yu patted Old Yu’s shoulder, comforting him: “I’ll leave, but there will be another person who comes along. You’ve helped so many people; there will always be new people to keep you company.”

Old Yu sighed and took out a purse, handing it to Liu Yu: “Forget it, forget it. It hurts more when someone you’ve grown attached to leaves. Take this money. Don’t end up having to beg on the road because you run out of money.”

“Tsk.” Liu Yu tapped Old Yu with the handle of his fan: “What begging? I call that busking!”

“Alright, alright. Just be careful on your journey.” Old Yu’s eyes reddened. He turned his face away and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

Liu Yu hugged him: “Ay, you’re so old, don’t be sentimental now.”

Yun Qingwu noticed Leng Lici’s gaze fixed on the two of them. He freed a hand and held Leng Lici’s, intertwining their fingers: “It’s normal. Mortals are living beings with emotions and desires. They are never just simple symbols.”

Leng Lici shifted his gaze, gave a “Tch,” and said: “They have no power to resist. How is that any different from a symbol?”

Yun Qingwu sighed softly, knowing he couldn’t reach an agreement with Leng Lici on this matter anytime soon. He let the topic drop, only saying: “We’ll take a carriage to the city outskirts first, and then use spiritual power to take Brother Liu away.”

“Come, lend a hand!” Liu Yu waved his hand.

Yun Qingwu pulled Leng Lici over to help lift the luggage onto the carriage.

People came and went on the street. Hidden by the flow of people, a pair of eyes was intently fixed on Leng Lici and Yun Qingwu.

This person was Yang Yuanli. After Yun Qingwu and Yun Ya’s private talk and Yun Qingwu’s descent to the mortal realm, Yang Yuanli’s intuition told him that something unspeakable might be hidden here.

Therefore, after settling the affairs of the Heavenly Realm, he followed in pursuit, wanting to find out what secret Yun Qingwu held.

He stared at Leng Lici’s and Yun Qingwu’s intertwined hands, his brows deeply furrowed.

Why is Yun Qingwu with this fox demon, and so intimate?

The scattered memories about the two of them gradually returned to his mind. The subtle clues he hadn’t noticed before became strikingly clear now.

Yang Yuanli’s pupils widened, and his breathing shallowed slightly.

Yun Qingwu… he actually had a homosexual relationship with this fox demon!

No wonder… no wonder he refused to execute the demon on the spot! What replacement on the execution platform, what being abducted by the fox demon—it was clearly him deliberately covering for him!

And now they are openly traveling together here.

Self-degradation!

Yang Yuanli thought bitterly, preparing to turn and leave. If this was the secret, he had zero interest.

Wait. His peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of Liu Yu. Why does this person look exactly like the Crimson Flame God Sovereign?

He concealed himself again, his eyes showing a trace of interest.

…

After leaving Jingcheng, Yun Qingwu used his spell to bring the people and the carriage directly to the location of the second fragment—Yuelin City.

Even with psychological preparation, Liu Yu was still slightly astonished. He pulled back the curtain and looked at the already different scenery: “Being a god is truly wonderful. You can come and go as you please. If I had been escaping a wedding, no one could have ever caught me, right?”

Leng Lici looked coldly at Liu Yu and shifted his gaze away with clear disdain.

Yun Qingwu, however, thought of something else: “Brother Liu, the girl you were running away from marrying, which family is she from?”

Leng Lici’s ears twitched almost imperceptibly.

Liu Yu fanned himself: “The daughter of the merchant Liu family, Liu Qingyue.”

“Oh.”

Yun Qingwu’s eyelids lowered slightly, feeling a bit disappointed. Since this woman was not Su Xiaozhu, Liu Yu’s memories were not entirely consistent with the past events.

Leng Lici’s peripheral vision caught Yun Qingwu’s pensive look and guessed the purpose of the question. He clenched his jaw, suddenly turned, and forcefully lifted Yun Qingwu’s chin to make him meet his gaze.

“I don’t care!”

He emphasized coldly.

Yun Qingwu was startled, then smiled, holding the hand that was gripping his head, his tone gentle: “Okay, I know.”

I care a little!

Liu Yu watched the two of them openly express their intimacy, still feeling somewhat tumultuous inside. If one was his biological son and the other his adopted son, this kind of thing seemed entirely inappropriate, didn’t it?!

No.

As a father, it is necessary to guide his misguided sons back onto the right path.

But right now, he is outnumbered. He must not act rashly!

He fanned himself with a serious expression, choosing to close his eyes and get some much-needed sleep while planning his next move.

…

When the carriage entered the city, Yun Qingwu looked at Liu Yu: “We’ll find an inn to stay in first. Since the second fragment is here, Brother Liu, your face…”

“I know. Just cover it up for me,” Liu Yu said carelessly.

Yun Qingwu nodded and used a spell to change Liu Yu’s face to an unfamiliar one.

Compared to the prosperity of Jingcheng, Yuelin City was much more low-key. The majority of the businesses were small stalls and vendors. The permanent shops mainly provided food and clothing for the locals, and places like inns were far less common than in Jingcheng.

Liu Yu smelled the aroma of wine and food and suggested: “How about we find a restaurant to eat something first? You don’t need to fill your stomachs, but I, a mortal, do.”

He then looked at Xiao Dao, who was also watching curiously: “My granddaughter here looks like she wants to eat too.”

Yun Qingwu looked at Leng Lici: “A’Ci, should we eat something first?”

Leng Lici closed his eyes and didn’t even lift his eyelids: “Whatever.”

“Ay, we can’t be casual about this. I have a hunch that the food at that restaurant must be excellent,” Liu Yu said, pointing his fan toward the east side of the window.

Yun Qingwu followed his gaze. In sight was a restaurant called Louyue Zhai, whose two-story structure stood out prominently among the row of small houses.

The restaurant wasn’t completely full, but business was decent.

“Alright, that one it is.”

Yun Qingwu parked the carriage nearby, got off holding Xiao Dao, followed closely by Leng Lici and Liu Yu. Liu Yu intended to bridge the distance between them, but Leng Lici automatically maintained a distance that could fit two people.

Liu Yu was puzzled.

Is this really my biological son?

The group was led by the waiter to a spacious table. Liu Yu quickly scanned the surroundings: “Waiter, one of that, and one of this. And this one, too. As for wine—”

He looked around, zeroed in on a table where someone was engrossed in drinking, and pointed: “That one.”

“Yes, honored guest.”

Liu Yu was about to pull back his gaze, but it paused when it landed on that person’s face. It was someone who looked exactly like himself.

“Is that… the person you are looking for?”

Yun Qingwu looked in the direction Liu Yu was pointing, and saw another Yun Chuan.

But why do I feel no sense of connection?

Neither last time nor this time did the connection his aunt mentioned ever appear.

Perhaps Auntie wasn’t sure herself?

Yun Qingwu suppressed his thoughts and looked at Leng Lici: “Should we go ask if we can share a table with him?”

Leng Lici was noncommittal. He picked up Xiao Dao, who was playing with a teacup on the side, and walked over, subtly flexing his right hand.

Yun Chuan Number Two didn’t seem to notice them, deep in thought and looking somewhat gloomy. He had barely touched the food on the table, only drinking cup after cup of wine. He didn’t even realize people were approaching.

“Excuse me, would you mind if we share your table?” Yun Qingwu asked.

Yun Chuan Number Two finally reacted. He looked at the three adults and one child, his expression confused: “There are many empty seats today? Why would you want to sit at my table?”

“Simply because we are fated to meet you.”

Liu Yu interjected. He found looking at this man, like staring into a mirror, quite amusing.

Yun Chuan Number Two readily accepted this explanation. He nodded and called the waiter: “Get us a private room.”

Waiter: “Yes, young master.”

At this address, both Yun Qingwu and Liu Yu were surprised. Even Leng Lici, who usually remained aloof, raised an eyebrow.

Yun Qingwu was surprised that this Number Two actually had a wealthy family background, unlike Liu Yu, who only had false memories.

Liu Yu’s surprise stemmed more from the disappointing comparison. As fragments, why was only his background fake?

Leng Lici’s reason was much simpler. He was a little displeased. His original plan was to deal with this person the same way he dealt with Liu Yu: grab him and take him home to quickly face reality.

Now, that condition clearly no longer applied.