The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master-Chapter 1614 - : There are Thousands of Kinds of Love in the World

Chapter 1614: Chapter 1614: There are Thousands of Kinds of Love in the World

Just as he was about to push the door open, seeing the white hairs at Xiao Yan’s temples, it was evident how much torment a cultivator of his age has suffered to show such signs of age.

Beiting Huang’s gaze fell on Beiting Huang, who felt slightly uncomfortable, and looked up at Zhang Qian. Zhang Zhao had perished by Zhang Qian’s own hand, and he couldn’t bear to see his son suffer like that. How had this father survived all these years?

“Child, have you found your way back?” Zhang Qian’s look at Beiting Huang was extremely complex, as if Beiting Huang was truly Zhang Zhao and he the murderer of Zhang Zhao.

This look made Beiting Huang especially uncomfortable.

She handed Xiao Yan over to the bewildered Zhang Xi brothers who were following her and walked towards Zhang Qian. Surprisingly, Zhang Qian handed over his sword to Beiting Huang, with a hint of relief in his eyes, as if he had been waiting for this moment, “Child, your father has been waiting for you for a long time!”

Beiting Huang couldn’t help but think of her own parents, her parents in this life, not knowing in which corner they were hiding, living a difficult life, waiting for her to rescue them.

Tears started to gather in Beiting Huang’s eyes as she took the sword from Zhang Qian’s hand.

Seeing this, Zhang Xi was stunned. This youth wasn’t his second brother. Could she have other motives for following them to the Wuling Sect? But she made even Mandala City bow down in her presence, so what could the Wuling Sect possibly have that she desired?

“Second brother!” Zhang Xi called out in warning. He didn’t want to see his parents lose their lives because of his wrong decision.

Zhang Xi handed over his mother to his brother and ran over. Although Xiao Yan was excited, her husband and the son they had narrowly recovered were acting too strangely. She sobbed and looked towards her husband.

Beiting Huang clutched the sword in her hand. She didn’t believe this man didn’t know she wasn’t his son, yet he still handed her the sword. He probably had been prepared to die for a long time. Beiting Huang smiled faintly, “My name is Huang Jiu. Someone told me that what never extinguishes in life is the Spirit Essence. No matter how many times one reincarnates, the Spirit Essence remains unchanged. In this world, it’s only children who owe their parents, there’s never any debt a parent owes their child. Having you as a father is his fortune, and mine too!”

Did these words mean Beiting Huang was willing to be his son?

He had lost one son and gained another outstanding son. Was this the heavens taking pity on him? He had killed his own son, yet the heavens didn’t punish him but gave him a son?

“There are thousands of kinds of love in this world, fierce like Thunderbolt, gentle as dew. As long as you do anything with love in your heart, there’s nothing to feel guilty about or to let go of!” After saying this, Beiting Huang handed the sword back to him, smiling, “Father, this sword is too ordinary. Coincidentally, I happen to be a refiner. How about I keep the sword here and reforge it for you?”

“This, this….”

Overwhelmed with emotion from the unexpected turn of events, Zhang Qian didn’t know what to say. But Xiao Yan seemed to be revived, walking over, one hand holding her husband, the other holding Beiting Huang, “Your child shows such filial piety, do you still refuse? If you dare to refuse, don’t blame me for being rude!”

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This was the first time Xiao Yan had smiled since Zhang Zhao had been taken away. She beamed for the first time, her eyes fixed on Beiting Huang’s face, unwilling to look away, as if basking in the warmth of spring.

Is this the love of a parent for their child? Beiting Huang longed even more to find her own parents.