Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 1892: Chapter 1892: Can’t Make Much of a Splash Anymore

“My sister-in-law is not someone you can simply marry if you desire, Liao Valley Master. You truly have some wishful thinking,” An Jiuyue asked faintly, supporting her chin with one hand.

“Wha… what?”

Liao Fusheng was stunned by her words.

What sister-in-law? What connection does the High Priest Demon Heart have with Medical Valley?

His gaze stealthily swept over Yuu Rong as he speculated whether the High Priest Demon Heart had taken a liking to Yuu Rong. He had heard that Master Yuu Rong was rescued by them.

No, that’s not right.

A little voice in his heart was frantically shaking its head.

According to previous intelligence, the High Priest Demon Heart has a husband, and that person…

“You are Yuu Luo’s son?!”

His eyes widened as he stared at Qian Jiyun, who bore a striking resemblance to Yuu Luo, as if he had seen a ghost.

He knew when Madame Yuu was pregnant. Later, it was said the child died at birth – that’s what everyone claimed, but he knew that Yuu Luo had sent the child to Huayan Peak.

He thought that anyone backed by Wulong Mountain who was sent to Huayan Peak could never survive.

Little did he know not only did the person survive, but he even married the High Priest Demon Heart? Just how much virtue had Yuu Luo accumulated to have such a son repay him?

“No, it’s impossible for you to be Yuu Luo’s son. You just happen to look alike, that’s all. It’s definitely not possible, there’s no relation between you at all – it’s just a coincidence, only a coincidence.”

He couldn’t believe it and instinctively refused to believe it.

“Yuu Luo, have you gone mad, to tell such a lie in order to cling to the High Priest Demon Heart? Lies will eventually be exposed. Aren’t you afraid that because of your lies, Medical Valley will fall into an irreversible doom?”

He thought Yuu Luo must be crazy; otherwise, why would he do such a thing?

But Yuu Luo couldn’t care less about Liao Fusheng. Whether Qian Jiyun was his son or not, the Silence Stone had to be handed over to the High Priest Demon Heart.

Did Liao Fusheng think that just by speaking a few words he could sow discord between them and have the Silence Stone returned to him? That was impossible.

“Liao Fusheng, do you think everyone else is like you, unscrupulous in their means to achieve their goals?”

“You…”

“Father, there’s no need to talk to him. The Silence Stone has already been taken by the High Priest, and he will not be able to stir up any more trouble,” Yuu Rong stepped forward.

He thought all those from Poison Valley were madmen, and there’s simply nothing worthwhile to be said to such crazed people.

“An Jiuyue, let’s go.”

Qian Jiyun paid no further attention to the people of Poison Valley but instead approached An Jiuyue.

“Mhm.”

An Jiuyue nodded.

There was no point in quibbling with a dying man. She stood up, put away the chair, and left with Qian Jiyun.

Yuu Luo led Yuu Rong and the assembly of elders and disciples back to Medical Valley, leaving only Liao Fusheng and the people of Poison Valley behind.

“It’s impossible, impossible. How could the people of Medical Valley ever turn the tables?” Liao Fusheng still couldn’t believe it. He thought Medical Valley would perish at his hands for the rest of its history.

Yet, in the blink of an eye, Yuu Luo, who had been keeping a low profile, was now stepping over his head.

Now that Medical Valley had the support of the High Priest Demon Heart, it was impossible for him to do anything. He could only watch helplessly as Yuu Luo swaggered before him.

And even more so…