"You're my sister?" Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, so much so that he completely overlooked the first half of what Chen Mengyao had said.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm your sister!" Seeing the murderous intent fade from Chen Yang, Chen Mengyao breathed a slight sigh of relief, though she still sobbed, "The sword in your hand is the Ancestral Sword of our Chen Family. Because of an accident during its forging, the Family Head at the time had no choice but to jump into the Casting Pool and sacrifice himself to the furnace! Once the sword was sheathed, it could only be drawn by someone of direct Chen Family bloodline!"

Chen Mengyao wiped the tear stains from her face and continued, "Twenty-eight years ago, an internal power struggle broke out in our Chen Family, which led to you being lost to the outside world! Many people in the family thought you were dead. I never expected you to still be alive! Based on our lineage, I should call your father my Uncle, so it's true that I'm your sister!"

Finally, Chen Mengyao said pitifully, "You're my cousin. Are you really going to kill your own cousin?"

Chen Yang was silent.

"A-And besides, I just came along for the excitement. I wasn't here to take the Ancestral Sword. I'm just a girl, what would I do with an Ancestral Sword? That's business for men." Chen Mengyao kept wiping away her tears, her makeup smudging all over her face, making her look like a chubby kitten with a tear-streaked face.

Chen Yang did not withdraw the Ancestral Sword pressed against her throat. "Tell me," he said indifferently, "how did you pinpoint my location so accurately?"

"It's... it's because there are actually two Ancestral Swords, both forged from the same piece of meteoric iron. They share a very strong magnetic induction, and the scabbard's actual purpose is to insulate that magnetic field. So, when you drew the sword, the other Ancestral Sword in the Chen Family's possession resonated with it. With the aid of a Compass and a map, some calculations allowed us to pinpoint this sword's location." Chen Mengyao dared not hold anything back, telling him everything she knew.

"You mean to say, even after being sheathed again, it can still be located?" Chen Yang was amazed. This sort of thing was unheard of and truly opened his eyes.

Chen Mengyao nodded. "Although the signal will be very weak, making a precise location more difficult, it's still possible. The magnetic induction will only disappear completely if the sword remains sheathed for a long, specific period of time."

Chen Yang finally understood. This not only explained why Yang Hu, who hadn't drawn the sword, was located the first time, but it also explained why the sword had remained with Ren Tong for over twenty years without any issue. Obviously, the Ancestral Sword had already been sheathed for quite some time before it ended up in Ren Tong's hands. Otherwise, ten Ren Tongs wouldn't have been enough for a single Chen Family disciple to kill.

"Cousin, I've told you everything I'm supposed to. Can you please let me go now?" Chen Mengyao stared straight at Chen Yang, her expression pitifully pleading.

Chen Yang's expression didn't change. "That escape technique he used earlier, what was it?"

Just moments ago, Chen Yang had been truly shocked by it.

"That's one of our Chen Family's Forbidden Techniques, called the Blood Shadow Escape. It consumes the user's own vital blood and can only be used once in a lifetime." Speaking of this, a hint of sorrow crossed Chen Mengyao's face. "And afterward, because their vital blood is almost completely exhausted, the person is left crippled. And yet... he didn't even take me with him!" Chen Mengyao seethed, grinding her teeth. "That damn Chen Ke! What a selfish monster!"

Chen Yang said no more. He sheathed his sword and turned to leave. He had previously claimed he would kill any member of the Chen Family who came for him, one if one came, a pair if two came, but in the end, he had shown mercy. It wasn't that he was a saint, but rather that Chen Mengyao was too weak. Killing her or not would have no impact. He might see human life as cheap, but he wasn't a vicious, bloodthirsty killer. He wouldn't spare anyone who deserved to die, but there was no need to kill those who didn't. The line between the two was drawn entirely at his own whim.

Chen Mengyao let out a huge sigh of relief. A thick, cold sweat had drenched her clothes, and she nearly collapsed to the ground. She knew she had just taken a trip to the Ghost Gate Pass and back.

"Thank you, cousin, thank you..." Chen Mengyao called out.

Without looking back, Chen Yang replied, "You have the wrong person. I'm not a member of your Chen Family. As for this sword, I found it."

"No, you are!" Chen Mengyao chased after him for two steps. "Cousin, can we find a place to sit? I still have some things to talk to you about."

"I told you, you have the wrong person."

Chen Yang got into the van and sped away.

Chen Mengyao sighed helplessly, then also turned and left. She didn't go to find Chen Ke at their lodging but headed straight for the airport. She had to rush back to Cangyun City.

After driving to the other side of the plaza, Chen Yang stopped the vehicle, lit a cigarette, and began to smoke pensively. In truth, he could guess what Chen Mengyao wanted to talk about. The Chen Family's internal conflict twenty-something years ago, his own abandonment... wasn't it obvious? He just hadn't decided whether he was ready to accept it all. He didn't know about the future, but right now, he hadn't made up his mind.

Chen Yang, who rarely ever sighed, now let out a deep, heavy one. It was true what they said: every family has its problems.

After finishing his cigarette, Chen Yang pushed the thoughts from his mind, got out of the car, and headed toward the shopping mall. He called Qin Qiu to ask for her location.

As he passed a jewelry counter on the first floor, Chen Yang slowed his pace. After looking around, he finally chose a platinum necklace with an angel pendant. The price was reasonable, it was fashionable and elegant, and it carried a nice sentiment. It was for Qin Qiu, of course. It wasn't that he went out of his way; whenever he passed a place like this, he would think of buying her a small gift. The everyday moments were real, but a little surprise now and then was always a good thing.

After wandering around the third floor, he finally found Qin Qiu and the other two in the men's clothing section.

"Chen Yang, you're just in time! Come see if this jacket fits," Qin Qiu said, waving him over as he approached. She held up a black jacket for him to see.

At that moment, Chen Yang's heart felt as sweet as honey. My own wife is taking the initiative to buy clothes for me. Such a small gesture hinted at so much more. Have all my hardships finally paid off? No, no, it's more like the clouds have finally parted!

"Why are you buying him clothes? It's not like he has nothing to wear. Besides, does he even deserve clothes this expensive?" Luo Sulan grumbled from the side. "He eats our Qin Family's food, drinks our water, and now he's going to wear our clothes, too... Hmph."

Qin Qiu ignored her and gestured to Chen Yang. "Quick, go try it on."

"Over twenty thousand?" Chen Yang was shocked when he saw the price tag and quickly waved his hands. "It's too expensive, way too expensive!"

Chen Yang wasn't short of money. If not for the charity homes he'd built, his wealth could last ten lifetimes. But when it came to food, clothing, and other necessities, he had no particular demands. The entire outfit on his back had never cost more than a thousand. As long as it was comfortable, that's all that mattered.

"Men need to dress with a bit of class and taste. And since you don't buy clothes often, you should naturally get something a little nicer," Qin Qiu said with a smile, urging him on. "Hurry and try it on. Give me your coat."

"Alright then." To refuse any longer would be ungrateful. Chen Yang had no choice but to take off his coat and walk over to the fitting mirror with the new jacket.

As Qin Qiu held his old coat, a small gift box tumbled out of the pocket.

Huh? Qin Qiu froze for a second.

But Qin Mo, who was beside her, was faster. She snatched up the small gift box and opened it immediately.

"Wow, what a beautiful necklace!" Qin Mo's eyes lit up. She glanced back at Chen Yang, who was trying on the jacket, and whispered, "Sis, brother-in-law is so thoughtful! I remember he's always bringing you gifts, right?"

A smile touched the corners of Qin Qiu's lips, and a warm feeling spread through her heart. She couldn't help but think of the drawer filled with small gifts, most of which she had never even opened. As a wave of self-reproach washed over her, her clear, limpid eyes grew even softer.

When I get home today, I'm going to open every single gift!

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