Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

Ming Feng started with a sentence that left Ming Lan bewildered. ”He Yuanhang?” This name sounds a bit familiar!

”Doesn’t it sound familiar?”

Ming Lan nodded vigorously.

”Do you remember the name of the first Alliance Hierarch of the Divine Hidden Alliance?”

Ming Lan’s eyes widened, ”He Yuanhang! Grandpa, are you saying that you are the first Alliance Hierarch of the Divine Hidden Alliance?”

The first Alliance Hierarch of the Divine Hidden Alliance, He Yuanhang, was the adopted son of Marshal Lin Piaopiao, the National Marshal of the Ancient Xia Country. He was also a child raised by the Divine Hidden Emperor.

At the same time, He Yuanhang was also the husband of Ming Yi, the first Family Head of the Ming Family.

”That’s right, I am He Yuanhang, the husband of Ming Yi, and the reason I am still alive is because I possess a superpower that allows for repeated rebirth...”

Ming Feng took some time to thoroughly explain to Ming Lan his relationship with the Ming Family and the mystery of his background.

”Ming Lan, you are the Tomb Guardian I’ve chosen. Only the Tomb Guardian knows the secrets of the Ming Family.”

Suddenly learning the truth about Ming Feng’s identity, Ming Lan felt incredulous. But ultimately, being selected by Ming Feng from among many clansmen as the heir, his disposition was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Ming Lan quickly regained his composure and stared at his grandfather’s aged face, unable to resist asking him, ”Grandpa, what exactly are you waiting for?”

Grandpa had the ability to be reborn repeatedly, and if he wished, he could easily become the overlord of the Divine Hidden Continent.

But he didn’t do so. His actions seemed more like he was waiting for someone.

Recalling the message that Grandpa had released through the tavern a while ago, Ming Lan’s eyes widened slightly.

He had already guessed what Grandpa was waiting for.

”When the hurricane submerges the Emperor’s Mausoleum, and the black meteor returns to herald the emperor’s return. Grandpa, are you waiting for the Divine Hidden Emperor to return to the human world?” Other than that, Ming Lan couldn’t think of any other possibility.

Ming Feng indeed nodded.

”Grandpa, that’s just a myth. If the Divine Hidden Emperor could truly return, he should have reappeared in the human world long ago!” Ming Lan wanted to persuade Grandpa not to wait any longer, but after two thousand years of waiting, how could a few of his words change anything?

Ming Feng just felt somewhat powerless.

At the same time, he greatly admired Grandpa. What kind of perseverance does it take to wait for two thousand years for someone who might never return?

”It’s not a myth, it’s a prophecy.” Ming Feng’s eyes flashed with an excited light. He looked in the direction of the Emperor Exhibition Hall and sighed, ”Just an hour ago, every exhibit in the Divine Hidden Exhibition Hall began to hum and tremble on their own. They have sensed the presence of the Divine Hidden Emperor.”

Ming Lan frowned, still feeling skeptical. ”Maybe it was an earthquake.”

Ming Feng raised an eyebrow, ”An earthquake targeting only the Emperor Exhibition Hall?”

Now it was Ming Lan’s turn to be speechless.

”And also.” Ming Feng told Ming Lan, ”That woman who came from the Mortal World is not a descendant of our scattered Ming Family. She is my mother, Lin Piaopiao.”

”What?” Ming Lan was dumbfounded, even more so than when he found out his grandpa wasn’t really his grandpa but He Yuanhang instead.

Ming Feng knew this sounded absurd, and that Ming Lan might not believe it.

He didn’t need to convince Ming Lan to believe it.

”Ming Lan, you only need to know that Xu Xingguang is your Old Ancestor, and she is my mother. You must be respectful and filial to Miss Xu, without any overstepping.”

Ming Feng’s eyes swept over Ming Lan with a cold gaze, his tone carrying an undeniable force, ”If you dare to be disrespectful to her, you cannot bear the consequences.”

Ming Lan felt a chill down his spine.

He sat down dejectedly on Ming Feng’s bed, staring blankly at the distant Emperor Exhibition Hall for a while before saying, ”No wonder you gave her that card.”

Knowing that woman wasn’t Grandpa’s new love, but their Old Ancestor, Ming Lan felt much more at ease.

Thinking back to Xu Xingguang’s display of incredible destructive power in the Toy Pool last night, Ming Lan actually found it somewhat believable that Xu Xingguang was indeed Lin Piaopiao.

If everything Grandpa said was true, with the return of the National Marshal and the Divine Hidden Emperor, could there be hope for this diseased Divine Martial Realm?

The higher one stands, the clearer they see the harsh living conditions of the Divine Martial Realm.

Now, the Eastern Alliance can no longer bear their current living conditions, and some in the Divine Hidden Alliance are also becoming restless.

Perhaps the return of the Divine Hidden Emperor and the National Marshal could indeed change the situation in the Divine Martial Realm.

Ming Lan glanced at the old man standing by the window, gazing dazedly at the Emperor Exhibition Hall, and asked with a subtle mood, ”Can I still call you Grandpa from now on?”

Ming Feng looked at him with amused eyes, asking, ”Why? Planning to change and call me an old monster?”

Ming Lan immediately broke into a cheeky grin and shouted loudly, ”Grandpa!”