Star Trace Gate

Chapter 881: Patriarch Sun’s Two Proposals, Sister’s Boudoir

Wow, Sun Michen's smile when facing his aunt was really vulgar...

Ren also complained in his heart, vaguely feeling that Fatty Sun's attitude towards his aunt was unusual.

"Sit down, everyone, sit down."

Sun Michen greeted the aunt and nephew with a happy expression, took the first seat, and took the initiative to greet them, "Old Yu, bring over those jars of fine wine I sealed earlier."

"Here I am, here I am, sir."

After the servants in the hall were busy for a while, they left on their own initiative. Only the father and daughter of the Sun family, and the aunt and nephew of the Huang family were left in the inner hall.

Sun Michen wore a reserved smile as he turned to his aunt and said, "Since the time of the old master, the Sun and Huang families haven't interacted as frequently as before, but the scenes of us fighting side by side and shedding blood together are still vivid in our minds. This friendship...will be passed down forever and should be remembered by future generations. The descendants of the Sun and Huang families gathered here today, which is truly worth celebrating. I propose that we raise a toast together to honor our ancestors in the tomb and to the old master who opened up each era."

His words contained a wealth of information, yet Ren Ye was left bewildered. He had no idea what the "old master" was, much less what the past relationship between the Sun and Huang families had been. However, in this situation, he couldn't ask directly, and even if he did, he likely wouldn't get a valid answer. Because this was related to the mission set for him by the Heavenly Dao to find his "identity," he could only analyze and judge based on various fragmentary details.

At the table, the aunt listened to Sun Michen's words and replied without any change in expression, "What happened in the past is in the past. I am only grateful for Patriarch Sun's invitation today, which gave me and my niece the opportunity to visit this wealthy family and broaden my horizons."

Compared with Sun Michen's enthusiastic attitude, the aunt's reaction was much colder, and there was even some sarcasm in her words.

"hehe……!"

Sun Michen's face showed no sign of embarrassment. He just smiled nonchalantly and changed the subject, "Come on, let's have a drink together."

"Thank you, Lord Sun, for the dinner...!" Ren also raised his glass politely.

"There are no outsiders here, so don't be polite, little brother Huang. My aunt Tianxiao and my father are of the same generation... You can just call my father uncle." Sun Qingxue sat next to Ren Ye, her beautiful smile livening up the atmosphere.

"Okay, Uncle Sun." The owner of the park changed his words smoothly and climbed up the pole.

"Haha, okay, okay." Sun Michen nodded happily, raised his glass and drank it all with everyone.

Aunt Tianwei stopped making sarcastic remarks, but just took a sip of wine symbolically and never took the initiative to talk.

She remained silent, making the atmosphere at the banquet a bit awkward. Fortunately, Sun Michen was quite talkative. While inviting the aunt and nephew to start eating, he smiled and praised Ren Ye, "Your performance yesterday truly shocked everyone in Xuwang Village... Everyone thought you were completely useless, never going to reach the high level, but who would have thought... you've already acquired the ability to slay a powerful Black Qi Realm cultivator."

"Ah, this real dragon...it really can't be trapped in the shallows forever."

He couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother Huang, this is the seven-treasure fish raised in the spiritual pond of the Wudao Temple... The meat is very tender and can nourish the soul. You should eat more." Sun Qingxue has been using clean chopsticks to pick up food and pour wine for Ren Ye. She has a dignified posture and elegant manners, and she always exudes the humble and lovely attitude of a young lady.

"Yes, this fish is really delicious...!" Ren also showed an overly happy and silly smile.

While caring for Ren Ye, Sun Qingxue said to her father, "Dad, you didn't witness Little Brother Huang's unparalleled prowess yesterday. Of the two thieves who were killed, one practiced witchcraft, the other a sorcerer skilled in illusions. Their magic was extremely strange. If they were fighting alone, even with the Frost Sky Shuttle at my side, I wouldn't dare claim victory... But as soon as Little Brother Huang attacked, the thunder of heavenly tribulation surged like a galaxy. In just a few rounds, he forced the witch into a desperate situation. Then he used the world-destroying thunder method to pierce through him... That scene, wow... was truly shocking. The witch didn't even have the ability to resist before he was blasted to pieces."

She excitedly recounted everything that happened yesterday, though her words were a bit exaggerated, causing Ren to wave his hands repeatedly: "It was all luck, luck...!"

"When the four clan leaders questioned you yesterday, Elder Qian said that there's no such thing as luck in this realm gap." Sun Michen looked at Ren Ye with a smile and nodded with satisfaction. "It seems that the Huang family's inheritance will surely regain its former glory in your hands. Congratulations!"

Ren Ye just smiled modestly in response to the compliments from his father and daughter.

Aunt Tianwei still didn't say anything, just ate silently.

After Sun Michen and Ren Ye drank another cup, he asked with concern, "My dear nephew, are you unhappy with your work in this prison?"

"No, I'm fine." Ren Ye replied.

"Um……!"

Sun Michen nodded slightly and said softly, "After you left yesterday, the four of us clan leaders chatted for a while. As you know, fairness is the key in our Xuhuang Village. Rewards are based on your abilities. Your performance yesterday was outstanding, even dazzling... Not only did you kill two thieves, but you also demonstrated your extraordinary potential. So, I'm suggesting... if you wish, you could temporarily leave the Heavenly Prison and enter the Enlightenment Academy for solitary cultivation, constantly accompanying the high-ranking elders and serving as an academy attendant. This way, you won't have to let your busy schedules interfere with your cultivation. Furthermore, after entering the Martial Arts Academy, the clan hall will provide you with a stable salary, helping you secure a place on the Road to Departure. After two Roads to Departure, and with the experience gained as an attendant at the Enlightenment Academy... you will undoubtedly be able to enter the three great halls and hold a prominent position in the future."

Isn’t this the extraordinary promotion of “studying in a military academy during service”... The Little Bad King understood what Sun Michen meant in seconds, but did not respond immediately. Instead, he glanced at his aunt.

Aunt Tianwei just ate without any reaction.

Ren Ye, noticing her attitude, immediately humbly replied, "That's a good thing. Thank you, Uncle Sun, for your care... It's just that my current realm is too low, and even if I go to the Enlightenment Academy, I won't be able to comprehend the precious scriptures there. But... but I do want to enter the Road to Separation, and if I'm lucky enough to survive and improve my realm... then it won't be too late to enter the Enlightenment Academy. To be honest, Uncle, I think I'm a bit of a slow learner. I'd better first walk the path that's right in front of me before I dare to aspire to higher goals...!"

These words showed Sun Michen enough respect and gratitude, but they were also filled with a sense of evasion. His aunt had no reaction, which meant that she didn't want him to accept the favor offered by the Sun family, at least not now... so he naturally wouldn't go against his aunt's wishes.

"Xue'er, look... among our peers, how many can possess the calmness of your younger brother Huang?" Sun Michen was not unhappy. Instead, he smiled and praised Ren Ye, nodding and saying, "Those who achieve great things must guard against arrogance and impatience. That's good, that's good...!"

"Yes, the impression that little brother Huang gave me has always been that he is very calm and introverted. He is not like those ordinary young men who are idle all day long and are dissolute by nature. For example, that little fat man Li from the Li family, at a young age... he began to be fascinated by the world of prostitution. I heard that he often went to listen to music without telling his elders at home." Sun Qingxue gave a comparison.

"That kid... is indeed a bit spoiled by Old Li." Sun Michen recalled the fight between Li and Yin, when Fatty Li was showing off with his big snot sucking his nose, and commented with a smile.

"Brother Huang, try this pastry... It's made by my mother, and it smells so good." Sun Qingxue pushed a whole plate of pastries in front of Ren Ye.

"Sister, eat too...!"

"Okay, I'll break it open and we'll each have half."

"...!"

The elder sister and the younger brother were very affectionate and got along very well. Sun Michen looked at the two of them with a fascinating smile on his face.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the two younger generations had almost finished their meal. Then Sun Qingxue took the initiative to stand up and said, "Father, I will take little brother Huang to look around the house. You...you can have tea and chat with Aunt Tianwei."

"Go ahead." Sun Michen responded.

Soon, Sun Qingxue took Ren Ye out of the inner hall and strolled around the Sun family compound.

The servants in the inner hall added tea and water and then left again.

As night fell, candlelight flickered in the inner hall. Sun Michen sat on a large chair, facing Aunt Tianwei sideways. He slowly extended his plump, white, and tender hand, and said with a slightly distressed tone, "You've suffered a lot over the years. You look much thinner..."

"You'd better take your hand back, otherwise your wife will shoot all the arrows from the target into your fat body..." Tian Xiaogui replied coldly.

Sun Michen suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He raised his hand but didn't know whether to put it down or stop it. He could only pick up the teapot smoothly and said, "I just want to pour you a cup of sobering tea."

"Oh."

Aunt Tianwei snorted softly.

"Alas, Tianwei, after so many years, you should understand my feelings." Sun Michen poured a cup of hot tea for his aunt, and then whispered, "There has always been a large courtyard in the Sun Mansion that has been reserved for you."

As the saying goes, an old house on fire is beyond repair. As Sun Michen said this, a perverted look appeared on his face, and he stared at his aunt with his eyes fixed on her.

Aunt Tianwei looked at him sideways, her brows furrowed slightly. "You should understand my feelings. Your magnificent mansion should be reserved for those beautiful ladies with arrow targets on their heads... My Huang family has fallen on hard times, and we can't even hope to marry into your Sun family."

“Don’t say that…!”

"Sun Michen, the reason I'm here today is because your daughter saved my nephew last night." Aunt Tianwei interrupted directly, "I'll remember this favor. If you need me in the future, I won't refuse. But forget about what you want to say later...!"

"There's no one I love in this False Village, and I won't be anyone's concubine, even if it means death. Isn't that straightforward enough?"

She made her point without any emotion.

"...!"

After being ruthlessly rejected, Sun Michen's expression remained unchanged. He simply sighed and said, "Alas, I know you despise my many wives and concubines, but I really don't have any feelings for them, including my first wife. You also know that she and I are only married based on family background."

He looked at Aunt Tianwei affectionately, raising his chubby hands several times, then lowering them wisely several times. He said tenderly, "Do you know? Over the years... whenever the night is quiet, I think of you and always look up at the bright moon in the sky...!"

Aunt Tianwei was bewildered when she heard this: "Why are you looking at the bright moon in the sky?"

"Because... after we parted, the only thing I miss is the bright moon we share across the world. You and I are here together, the moon shines on me and on you...!" He spoke with deep affection, using language to the fullest extent.

Aunt Tianwei gave me a disgusted look, as if to say, "You're a bit disgusting." After thinking for a long time, she simply replied, "Tomorrow, I'll weave a thick curtain to cover the wooden windows at home, and bid farewell to the moonlight at night...!"

These words were so absolute that Sun Michen was speechless for a moment.

"Sun Michen, if you still respect me and your first wife who helped your Sun family prosper, then don't mention this matter again." The aunt paused and said, "You and I are not destined to be together..."

After he finished speaking, a lonely expression flashed in Sun Michen's eyes, and he remained silent for a long time.

In the inner hall, the two sat in silence for a while before Aunt Tianwei took the initiative to say, "It's getting late. I'll be leaving now. Please also inform my nephew and let him go home on his own."