Wu Tian and the little one were already home. Murong Yezi had gone to rest, and tonight, the little one wanted to sleep with Qin Yuhan, but she still hadn't woken up.
"Mom is really tired today, baby. You can sleep with me tonight," Wu Tian said.
The little one nodded but was still curious. "She slept for so long, a whole day! How is she still sleeping? Did Mom turn into a pig or something?"
Wu Tian pondered for a moment, unsure how to explain. He could only say, "No more questions."
He then carried the little one to his room. Before bed, he took the boy to the bathroom to wash his face with a warm towel. Cold was no good. Hot was no good either. It had to be perfectly warm. The little one's skin was so delicate it felt as if it would split at the slightest touch.
Of course, he wasn't that fragile, but it was undeniable that the boy's skin was exceptional. Even among his peers, it was in a class of its own.
"Dad, I'll sleep with you tonight, but you have to tell me a story."
"How about I tell you a story about a big black dog and an unscrupulous Taoist?"
"Okay!" The little one clapped his hands joyfully.
After they finished washing up, Wu Tian carried the little one to bed and began to tell him the story of the unscrupulous Taoist and the wicked big black dog. Their story was very long, but Wu Tian abridged it, keeping only the essential parts.
However, it had to be said that these two were fated not to be main characters; their story was simply too bland. Wu Tian hadn't even finished when the little one shouted, "I don't want to hear it anymore! A person shouldn't be so wicked, and a dog shouldn't be a 'black dog'! My little dog and bird are the best."
Wu Tian nodded. The story of the unscrupulous Taoist and the big black dog came from one of the many worlds he had traveled through on his journey back from the All Heavens.
Wu Tian's Nine Dragon Ring had once held elixirs and other magical treasures, but he had given them all to his disciples and friends during his time in the All Heavens. Thus, he had returned to the modern world with nothing to his name. However, the network of connections he had built in the All Heavens was, in its entirety, powerful enough to challenge the heavens themselves.
Soon, the little one was fast asleep. Tonight, the moon was bright and the stars were few. Watching his son's peaceful sleeping form, Wu Tian couldn't help but smile. The boy was only ever this quiet when he was sleeping.
Wu Tian knew that he would have to return one day, but he would, of course, take his parents and child with him. Some people abandoned their families for the sake of the Martial Path, but Wu Tian never saw his family as a burden. Sometimes, family isn't a burden, but a source of motivation!
「The next day」
The private room at Arthur Restaurant had been cordoned off by the authorities to "protect the crime scene." Outside the restaurant, a crowd was surging. In the Dragon Country, there was never a shortage of gossipmongers and curious onlookers.
"Arthur Restaurant has been in Yang City for a long time. How could something like this happen?"
"I know, right? It's unbelievable."
The onlookers sighed, shook their heads, and chattered amongst themselves. A murder at Arthur Restaurant was truly shocking, especially considering that its true owner was no simple figure. Some said the owner came from a Jianghu sect, but no one knew which one.
Inside the private room, three men stood. The first was Xiao Tianzan, the South's Admiral of the Nine Gates and a provincial governor. The second was Zhou Weimou, the Marshal of the South. The third was the true owner of Arthur Restaurant—and it was someone no one would have ever guessed.

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