Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

He extended his arm and obediently cooperated with the nurse to draw blood.

After the blood was drawn, he pressed the cotton ball and coldly told Huo Yunsheng, ”I agreed to draw blood and do a paternity test with you just to understand my own background. But this doesn’t mean I want to be your son.”

Song Chi sneered and said disdainfully, ”Neither you nor your wife are good people. You don’t even care for your own biological son, who would care to be your child!”

”Being your son is the worst luck in eight lifetimes!” After cursing, Song Chi turned his head and walked away.

Huo Yunsheng was almost enraged to the point of a heart attack.

However, Huo Canghai suddenly said in a deep voice, ”If he really is that child, then the video we saw back then still has doubts.”

A child who should have been killed by the Rashomon Sect Leader somehow returned to Divine Concealment Island years later. Could it mean that his Lan Yue might still be alive?

Thinking of this, Huo Canghai’s dim and elderly eyes vaguely shimmered with hope.

Huo Wen’an caught the fleeting gleam in Huo Canghai’s eyes, guessed what he was thinking, and said, ”If I were the Rashomon Sect Leader, I wouldn’t easily kill those little hostages. Raising them to use when necessary against their families is the most interesting.”

Huo Wen’an stared at Huo Canghai’s shocked eyes, smiling without emotion, ”Grandfather, do you agree?”

Huo Canghai instinctively tightened his grip on his cane and closed his eyes.

Huo Yunsheng was terrified.

Could it be that little brother is really still alive?

If that were true...

Huo Yunsheng glanced quietly at Huo Wen’an, suddenly feeling a bit sympathetic towards him.

Father greatly values little brother; from birth, he was the designated heir to the Pilot position, taken everywhere by Father. Everyone says Huo Canghai values Huo Wen’an, prefers him, but they’ve never seen how Father dotes on little brother.

If little brother truly is still alive, and he returns, Huo Wen’an’s position might become unstable.

What Huo Yunsheng could foresee, Huo Wen’an surely could too.

He looked playfully at Huo Yunsheng, smirked, then suddenly stared intently at Huo Canghai.

He spoke boldly, ”Grandfather, even if your precious gem is alive, he’s most likely been twisted by Rashomon. I can tolerate his return to Divine Concealment Island to reunite with you, but I absolutely won’t allow him to touch my interests.”

Huo Wen’an, like a powerful and strong lion, reveals its sharp teeth and claws to the aging, nearly dying old lion king. ”Grandfather, I didn’t survive so much to be your puppet—what I desire is to completely replace you!”

”Remember what I said when we first met?” Huo Wen’an gradually stood up, his crimson robe making him look like a fearsome demon, ”I said, one day, I will level that battlefield!”

Seeing Huo Wen’an dare to expose his ambitions in front of Father left Huo Yunsheng too scared to speak.

How can he be so reckless?

But what does he mean by that battlefield? Wasn’t Huo Wen’an brought out of prison by Father?

And in the distance, Uncle Chun and Uncle Xia wiped cold sweat from their foreheads.

Contrastingly, Huo Canghai showed no anger at having his authority challenged. Instead, he looked at Huo Wen’an appreciatively and praised him, ”You, indeed, possess some of my spirited youth.”

Since Father died, Huo Canghai was driven out of Divine Concealment Island, growing wild outside. To return and reclaim what was his, he paid a great price.

Looking at the young Huo Wen’an, Huo Canghai saw a glimpse of his own youthful self—proud and defiant.

Suddenly, Xu Xingguang’s voice broke the tension between the elder and the youth, ”It’s time for dinner, Brother A Zui.”

Huo Wen’an instantly subdued his aggression and slumped back into the wheelchair, saying to Xu Xingguang, ”My head hurts, please rub it for me.”

Xu Xingguang knew he was acting but still cooperated and walked over to gently press his head.

Huo Canghai thought of something and suddenly asked Xu Xingguang, ”Miss Xu, why do I only see you and not Wen An’s mother?” Wasn’t it said she came over early to help with cooking?

Xu Xingguang feigned ignorance, ”I haven’t seen her.”

Huo Yunsheng seemed nervous.

Hearing Huo Wen’an say, ”She’s not feeling well, I sent her upstairs to rest.”