When Di Bing saw that Xu Yi didn't want to go to southern Xinjiang, he shook his head and thought, "It's probably the case for young people. They ran away from home in an impulse, but they were unable to face the unknown future. After encountering something, they would miss the harbor of peace very much.

He said to Xu Yi meaningfully: "Young man was born in distress and died in peace. Only by taking a brave step can you have a brilliant life and live up to this world."

"I want to go home! Please let me go back!" Xu Yi's eyes turned red and he roared in a low voice.

Di Bing was stunned when he heard this and said strangely: "I haven't told you who I am, why do you know?"

Xu Yi's heart was stern and said, "This is the south. They are wearing red armor. They should be the warriors of the Vermilion Bird Army in southern Xinjiang. You are wearing a red robe with golden edges and a faintly visible Vermilion Bird embroidered on your heart. I guess you are the king of southern Xinjiang."

"Good boy."

Di Bing was overjoyed. It was indeed worthy of being the son of that person. It was indeed extraordinary to have such keen insight and judgment at a young age.

"Since you know my identity, I will tell you clearly that as long as you are willing to go to southern Xinjiang, I will cultivate you at all costs, let you grow up and become extremely powerful. There will be no one in this world that can bully you." Di Bing said.

Xu Yi still shook his head: "I want to go home, please let me go home."

"What a pity."

Di Bing sighed, as if he was a little sad, and waved casually: "If you send him home, you must hand him over to his relatives safely."

"Here!"

Xu Yi was carried by the general and sat on the horse's back. After asking where his home was, the horse's hooves galloped towards Bashan County.

This good horse traveled thousands of miles a day, and in just over two hours, he sent Xu Yi outside the Xujia Manor in Bashan County.

When Xu Yi was put down, he vomited so much that he felt that his buttocks were crushed into corpses for several months.

In his consciousness, Xu Yi was so familiar with riding a horse that he could not be familiar with, but for the sixteen-year-old, he was completely unfamiliar and unbearable.

"Boy, you're so weak."

The general left a sarcastic word and rode his horse and whipped it away.

He could ride a car, but he had to ride a horse for two hours. How could Xu Yi not know that this was Di Bing in order to make himself adapt to riding a horse?

But he had decided not to go to southern Xinjiang in this life and stayed at home.

"Young Master!"

The gate of the manor was open, and a servant yawned out. After seeing Xu Yi standing at the door, he shouted with a smile, saying, "Why are you back?"

"What? Can't I come back?" Xu Yi spoke indifferently, naturally, with a majestic aura.

The sixteen-year-old Xu Yi was as weak as a jerk. Anyone could bully him, even the servants at home were the same.

The servant thought Xu Yi was a little different.

Although she was still as thin as if the wind could blow away, her temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Of course, you can, please, the young master." The servant said with a smile.

"You pack up and you can get out. My family doesn't need someone like you." Xu Yi passed by his servant and spoke calmly.

The servant's face changed wildly, and then cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Xu Yi would never say such words in the past.

He can only tolerate it, and tolerate it.

Can't bear it anymore, continue to endure it.

"Young Master!"

The servant immediately knelt down and begged: "Young Master, I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Please spare me this time! Don't drive me away!"

Being a servant in the Xu family manor is a good thing that makes people squeeze their heads.

He has little life, the head of the family has a good temper and a high salary. As long as it is not a principled mistake, Xu Yunyao will turn a blind eye and not care.

"Ben... I don't want to say it again, otherwise everything you take from the Xu family will have to be spit out for me!"

The servant turned pale, he nodded in a hurry, got up and ran away.

He secretly took a lot of things from the Xu family, although they were all things that were not very valuable.

But the so-called worthlessness is for the Xu family, which is very expensive for ordinary people.

Looking at the familiar manor in front of you and the Xu Mansion plaque hanging at the gate, Xu Yi took a deep breath.

This time, it's totally terrible!

The wasteful young master of the Xu family is back.

However, it did not attract anyone's attention.

What is there to care about a coward who can bully others but dare not even complain?

"elder brother!"

Xu Ling was wearing a puffy skirt and her black and shiny hair tied into a ponytail. When she ran towards Xu Yi, the ponytail was swaying behind her head.

Fourteen-year-old Xu Ling has already begun to be fascinated, her eyes full of innocence and romance.

The smile on his face is even more touching than the flowers.

He threw himself into Xu Yi's arms without any scruples. Xu Ling pouted and said, "Brother, you are so bad, how can you run away from home secretly? I won't tell me about such an exciting thing."

Xu Yi smiled bitterly, but in his heart he silently swore that he must protect Xu Ling this time and prevent her from enduring the pain and despair of those years.

Even if... it's fake.

"Do you know how to come back?" A voice with strong anger came.

A figure came from a distance.

Xu Yi looked at him blankly, and his eyes began to turn red.

Xu Yunyao.

The richest man in Basan County.

Thirteen years later, I finally saw you again.

dad!

"You bastard!"

Xu Yunyao slapped Xu Yi without hesitation and roared: "You have the courage to run away, why are you doing when you come back? Get out! I don't have your son!"

Before he was sixteen, Xu Yunyao had never slapped Xu Yi in the face, which shows how strong his anger was.

But why is he angry?

Is it because Xu Yi ran away from home?

Or was it because Xu Yi didn’t go to southern Xinjiang, but ran back?

Who knows?

"dad!"

Xu Yi knelt in front of Xu Yunyao with a pounce, and tears flowed down his face: "Dad, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Sorry, I didn't come back after running away from home nine years ago.

Sorry, I only learned about your death after nine years.

Sorry, I haven't even recovered your body, so I can only set up a tomb for you.

Sorry, I didn't protect my sister!

Xu Yi's heart was suffering from torture and struggle, like a dull knife, going back and forth, cutting his heart.

Blood is pouring on, but it cannot recover the past that has happened.

Xu Yunyao didn't know how much pain Xu Yi's voice was filled with.

He thought Xu Yi was just apologizing for running away from home.

"Bastard! What are you doing crying? Are you still a man? How can you let me be assured to hand over this huge family business to you?" There was also a hint of pain in Xu Yunyao's eyes.

How could he not go to southern Xinjiang?

How can I come back?

How can I be worthy of my self-sacrifice master?

Xu Yunyao broke a branch in the flower bed and hit Xu Yi hard.

He started very hard, and Xu Yi was trembling with blood marks on his back.

But Xu Yi was laughing.

Xu Yunyao's whipping is alleviating his inner pain.

Even, he hoped that Xu Yunyao could continue to fight like this.
Chapter completed!