A suffocating feeling rose in Xuan Long’s chest. It was a mix of grief for the years lost and a desperate, raw hunger to know the man who had shared his blood.
He felt like a lost hatchling all over again, looking for a warmth he had never known.
He gripped the jade pendant so hard his scales started to itch. He wasn’t just a discarded egg. He was a son.
"Father..." he whispered, the word feeling strange and heavy on his tongue.
But the moment of silence didn’t last. The warmth of the jade reminded him of another warmth...the warmth of his own home.
He realized that while he was chasing ghosts of the past, his current family was back at the treehouse.
He thought of Su Qinglan’s gentle smile and the way his cubs hissed at him for attention.
He couldn’t stay in this house forever. He had found the truth, and now he had to protect the future he had built. He stood up, his eyes turning cold and sharp again.
He tucked the jade into his chest and moved toward the exit. It was time to go back and face his family.
As he approached, he felt a strange, heavy silence. It was so quiet that for a moment he thought he had walked into the wrong home.
He stopped at the entrance when he saw Shi Feng. The Lion King was leaning against the wall, looking completely healed and refreshed.
Xuan Long’s eyes narrowed into a frown, but he didn’t attack. He just walked inside.
The atmosphere, which was already tense, became even more suffocating the moment he stepped through the door.
Han Jue and Rong Ye looked at him with complicated expressions, but no one said a word.
Xuan Long took a step forward, but suddenly his nose twitched.
He caught a scent in the air...a sweet, lingering smell that made his blood boil instantly. He looked around the room and realized someone was missing.
"Where is Hu Yan?" Xuan Long asked, his voice low and dangerous. "Has that tiger lost his mind?"
Rong Ye immediately chimed in, his voice full of resentment. "Yes! The tiger has lost all his senses! He has no shame!"
Just as the words left Rong Ye’s mouth, Hu Yan walked out from the back area. His hair was a bit messy, and the tips of his ears were bright red.
He had heard everything, but he didn’t argue. He had come downstairs the moment Su Qinglan fell into a deep, peaceful sleep, knowing that if he stayed up there any longer, the other three would probably tear the house down to get to them.
Hu Yan looked at Xuan Long and spoke in a hushed whisper. "Don’t talk so loudly. Lan Lan finally fell asleep. She needs to rest."
Xuan Long’s jaw tightened, but before he could explode at the tiger, a soft hiss caught his attention.

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