Yusui Chang'an

Chapter 1343 Savior
Master Yao carefully looked at the visitor's face, then suddenly grabbed his arm and said in surprise:

"You... are Ling Yi Cheng Quan? Are you still alive?"

"I failed to protect my master. Even though I am still alive, I cannot face you."

When he recognized Master Yao, there were so many things to say. An Zhixian only said that more than half of the guards were killed or injured, and he did not tell him who was alive.

Master Yao woke the man up, his eyes showing sadness and relief:
"Don't say that. Even a loyal heart cannot protect against vicious attacks. Your protection is the reason why Xian'er can grow up safely. Even if Prince Ling is still alive, he will be grateful to you."

After some reminiscence, Master Yao learned about the tragic past and more details. He was filled with dull pain and indignation.

An Zhixian couldn't bear to see him like this, so he tried to comfort him, and Master Yao looked better.
"Does the Cheng family know your current situation?"

Ling Yi lowered his eyes and shook his head: "I don't know."

Master Yao sighed:
"The aristocratic family has been suppressed for many years, and now no one in the Cheng family has any achievements. I don't know if it would be better to have less involvement. When the overall situation is settled, there will always be a day for us to recognize each other."

Ling Yi: "My master and I both thought so, that's why we didn't recognize each other. I left home when I was young, and I'm afraid few people in my family remember me."

Master Yao: "You are both talented in literature and martial arts since you were young. If your grandfather and I hadn't chosen you, you could have realized your ambitions..."

Thinking back to the past, Ling Yi looked nostalgic:
"Being able to follow the prince and become his confidant is the proudest thing in my life. I only regret that the heaven is unfair and the prince was framed by a villain and died young.

Besides, given the current situation, even if I had entered the court, it would only bring greater disaster to my family. It is the best policy for the Cheng family to hide their shortcomings like this." The three of them talked for a long time, and only after they finished discussing the business did Master Yao leave.

On the carriage back to the mansion, Master Yao noticed that Yanshu was hesitant to speak several times, so he opened his eyes and looked over:

"If you want to ask, just ask. Why are you hesitating?"

Yanshu: "The strong man who just entered the room, I seem to have seen him when I was young..."

Thinking of how Ling Yi looked him up and down before he came in, and nodded with satisfaction, Yan Shu felt inexplicably familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally figured out who the strong man looked like.

But that person had passed away many years ago. If it was that person, who could An Zhixian be? Could it be him who could make that person obey his orders and be valued so much by the Grand Master?
Yanshu was shocked by the answer that was guessed. He wanted to ask the truth, but seeing that his master did not tell him on his own initiative, he did not know whether he should ask or not.

Master Yao sighed:
"Fortunately, the late emperor blessed him, so that his bloodline survives..."

Yanshu was very excited when his guess was confirmed:
"Boss An is really my little brother? The person who just came in was Ling Yi?"

Seeing Master Yao nod, Yan Shu, who was always calm, couldn't help but shed tears:
He was a beggar whose parents had both passed away and who survived by begging. When he was about to starve to death, he was shaken awake with a dazed look in his eyes. He met a pair of bright and curious eyes of a child and heard the child begging his followers to take him back for treatment.

When he woke up again, he had changed into clean clothes. A child who was about his age brought him food he had never tasted before. He watched him wolf it down and smiled and advised him:
"Eat slowly. Father and mother have already found someone to take care of you. They will never let you go hungry again."

He was still young at that time and only knew that the child who saved him was only two months older than him and was his savior. When he grew older, he realized that he was the son of King Ling, the famous god of war of Tianchu.