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In the following five minutes, Lin Bozhong began to tell Mu Huanqing everything about Fang Ren's life up to the present moment, including his fate and causes.

After hearing all this, Mu Huanqing was completely upset. Although Shang Han had already told her that Fang Ren's cultivation opportunity was taken away by someone else, she had not expected that it was approved by Fang Ren's own biological father.

However, for the sake of saving his best friend's son, it wasn't considered cruel for Fang Ren to have his Spiritual Root removed as the son of the Fang Family Head, after all, they were his parents who gave him life.

But what Mu Huanqing couldn't understand was, why did the Fang Family Head still intend to let Fang Ren, now an adult, risk going back to marry Princess Bai Xi? Fang Ren had already sacrificed enough; did they still expect him to risk his life to maintain their left faction's status?

"The Fang Family didn't take care of Ah Ran for 22 years. Isn't the Family Head's decision now a bit too devoid of fatherly affection?" Mu Huanqing said somewhat angrily.

"Madam Mu, the Family Head really has his difficulties. If there were any other ways to resolve the issues, he would certainly not be willing to let the young master take such a risk," Lin Bozhong said helplessly.

"Moreover, once the Family Head heard that the young master and you, Madam Mu, were to marry, he immediately abandoned the decision to have the young master marry Princess Bai Xi and additionally, he sent me to protect the young master thoroughly."

Mu Huanqing was still displeased and said, "If it weren't for my father arranging a private meeting between Ah Ran and me without his knowledge, what would Ah Ran's fate be in a year? He would still choose to let Ah Ran take the risk and go back."

"Madam Mu, you truly don't know the current situation of the Fang Family. It's truly helpless for the Family Head to be in that position. And he isn't as heartless as you imagine. If the Family Head were truly heartless, he would never have agreed to Shang Han's request for you to marry.

He could have just sent me to forcefully take the young master back," Lin Bozhong said helplessly.

Mu Huanqing still felt indignant inside, but she said no more verbally. Growing up in a large family, she knew all too well the helplessness that can exist within a family's politics.

Fang Ren just sat on the sofa silently, his gaze fixed on the coffee table, his thoughts unreadable.

"Young Master, please don't blame the Family Head; he truly cares about you," Lin Bozhong said, observing Fang Ren's silence.

"Stop talking," Fang Ren stood up and walked to the kitchen, adding, "Try to leave me out of the Fang Family's matters as much as possible. I just want to live peacefully with Qing'er. If anyone comes to disturb us in the future, I will definitely return the favor in my own way."

After hearing this, Lin Bozhong sighed and shook his head, feeling very helpless.

"Uncle Lin, have you had dinner yet?"

Fang Ren came out with a rice cooker, followed by Mu Huanqing who quickly brought out the fish.

"Ah? Master?" Lin Bozhong quickly waved his hand, "Please, young master, just call me Old Lin, that title is too much for me."

"Alright, Old Lin, if you haven't eaten yet, why don't you sit down and join us?" Fang Ren said.

"This... Young Master, would that be alright?"

Lin Bozhong couldn't help but recall the scene he had seen when he first entered, and felt that it might not be right for him, an outsider, to stay.

"If you remember to knock on the door next time, how could it be inconvenient to join for a meal?" Fang Ren gave him a look, then turned to Mu Huanqing and said, "Qing'er, set another place at the table."

"Okay."

Mu Huanqing went back into the kitchen to fetch things.

"Then I shall forthrightly take a seat," Lin Bozhong said with a smile on his face and sat down at the table after flicking his white robe.

Soon, the three of them were eating a simple meal consisting of a fish, rice, and fish soup.

Looking at Mu Huanqing and Fang Ren in front of him, Lin Bozhong felt a sense of relief.

The young master had lived as an ordinary person since he was a child. When he suddenly came into contact with high society, he handled things calmly and with the proper etiquette, showing none of the arrogance of the other two younger masters of the Fang Family.

Quite the contrary, he was very low-profile. Though capable of making Three-level pills through a remarkable method, he was content to be third from last in his class, a distinctive and rare character.

"You old man, why are you staring at me when you should be eating?" Fang Ren said, frowning at Lin Bozhong's gaze.

Lin Bozhong smiled and said, "I just feel that the young master and Madam Mu look more and more like a match made in heaven the more I look."

Fang Ren suddenly smiled, "Spouting such obvious truths."

Mu Huanqing simply smiled, saying nothing.

After eating a few bites, Lin Bozhong spoke again, "By the way, young master, I'm quite curious about how you managed to make that Three-level pill. In this world, the youngest person able to make such a pill is over forty years old, and you are only twenty-two. It's absolutely astonishing."

"That thing?" Fang Ren waved dismissively, "I don't know how it came out either. I just followed what the book said and threw in the ingredients, and somehow, I got lucky."

Lin Bozhong smiled awkwardly, and seeing that Fang Ren did not want to talk about it, he did not continue to ask. However, this made him even more curious.

Because a twenty-two-year-old able to make a Three-level pill was a prodigy, his status could easily rival that of a genius disciple from a great family! If he could create a new pill, he would practically be hailed as a god by the world!

Thinking of this, Lin Bozhong suddenly felt that the two younger masters from the family could not compare to the young master at all.

Even though the young master had been denuded of his Spiritual Root and couldn't cultivate since childhood, he had an exceptional Alchemy Talent at the age of twenty-two and kept it hidden. What was more important was that in all these twenty-two years from childhood to adulthood,

And those two young masters of the family relied on the family's resources and their innate bloodline to become so strong. Yet beneath it all, there was a sense of pride, and an unbalanced temperament, which would surely hinder any breakthroughs in the later stages of their cultivation.

They were essentially strong only because of their innate resources.

At this thought, Lin Bozhong couldn't help but suddenly recall Fang Ren's Spiritual Root, which naturally possessed the power to suppress the five elements, a pity it was given to Princess Bai Xi.

And up to now, Princess Bai Xi had never revealed the capabilities of that Spiritual Root in front of others, its mystery unknown.

After dinner, Lin Bozhong made an early excuse to leave, after all, this couple who had just fallen in love surely had important things to do.

"Old Lin, remember to come over for a meal when you haven't eaten," Fang Ren called out to him as Lin Bozhong was leaving.

"I thank the young master," Lin Bozhong bowed mid-air as he flew away.

"What's there to thank for, you've kept me safe, eating a few meals is only right," Fang Ren said. "Also, remember to knock before coming in next time."

Lin Bozhong smiled helplessly, then turned and disappeared into the sky.

"For young master Ah Ran to live such an ordinary life, it really seems somewhat a pity..."

...

After Lin Bozhong left, Fang Ren and Mu Huanqing cleaned up the dishes and then retreated to their little room, drawing the curtains to do some shameless things.

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The next day, Fang Ren and Mu Huanqing went to school together after a simple breakfast, just like the past few days. Because of Mu Huanqing's presence, they still turned many heads along the way.

On their way, Fang Ren bought Mu Huanqing some snacks and drinks.

After all, it was quite boring to just sit there watching the sports meet, where most people would either chat while snacking or play with their phones and watch soap operas, unless there was an exciting moment on the sports field that would make them look up.

As soon as they arrived at the school, they saw that the classes had already started assembling under the teaching buildings, and the two of them quickly ran inside.

"We'll start the roll call now. If everyone is present, we'll head straight to the field."

Liu Qianqian, standing at the front of the line, began calling names from a small notebook.

Her mood seemed terrible today, as anyone could see that the normally smiling class president was as cold and expressionless as if a layer of glue had been spread over her face.

"Ranzi."

Li Xingwang nudged Fang Ren's arm and pulled him over, whispering, "That rumor that's been spreading in our class lately, it can't be true, can it?"

"What rumor?" Fang Ren was startled by the sudden pull.

"Ah, the one about the class president setting a long line for you, only to have you slip away," Li Xingwang whispered.

"Isn't that just some nonsense spread by Li Xinyue and a few other girls?" Fang Ren frowned.

"Damn it, look at the class president's state these past few days, ever since your sister came to school, she's never been well."

"You're overthinking it, she must have other things on her mind."

Naturally, Fang Ren didn't believe Liu Qianqian had any romantic feelings toward him. From his perspective, those rumors were just absurd jokes, and her distress was clearly due to her lack of freedom in choosing her marriage.

"How do you know she has something on her mind?" Li Xingwang questioned.

"Even if she doesn't, it's none of my business, alright. I'm about to get married, so stop spreading this stuff," Fang Ren said with a look of helplessness, pushing him away and returning to Mu Huanqing's side.

"But isn't it a shame to just let it pass like this?"

"What's there to pass or not pass. She never had any such thoughts about me from beginning to end, and I don't have any thoughts about her now. We're just ordinary friends," Fang Ren stated as he moved back to Mu Huanqing.

Li Xingwang glanced at Liu Qianqian, who was calling names at the front, and then back at Fang Ren, smacking his lips and muttering to himself, "How come I feel like it's not as simple as you say, boy. What trouble could she have to be like this?"

During the roll call, Liu Qianqian came to the back of the line and didn't even glance at Fang Ren; everyone could sense that her change was too sudden.

After roll call, Liu Qianqian led the class toward the field, with the entire campus of teachers and students starting to mobilize towards the large sports field.