Douluo Continent: The Silver Winged Star, a Night of Clan Extermination at the Start!

Bai Chen stepped into the main hall.

In the hall, Titan was helping an old man.

The old man was tall and thin, with white hair and beard, and his clothes were somewhat disheveled. His eyes were red and swollen, with tear stains still wet, and his hands were gripping Titan's arm tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

When Bai Chen walked in, Bai He's gaze instantly locked onto him.

Time seemed to stand still.

Bai He released Titan, staggered forward two steps, his eyes wide open, his lips trembling, but he couldn't make a sound.

He just stared intently at Bai Chen's face, looking at it inch by inch from top to bottom, from his eyebrows and eyes to his mouth and nose, as if he wanted to engrave this image into his soul.

"So alike...so very alike..."

After a long while, the white crane finally managed to utter a few words in a hoarse voice, and tears welled up in its eyes once again.

"Just like He Ming'er when she was little... exactly the same..."

He lunged forward and pulled Bai Chen into a tight embrace.

Those arms were thin, yet incredibly strong, gripping Bai Chen so tightly he could barely breathe.

Bai He was trembling violently, and hot tears dripped onto Bai Chen's neck.

"Chen'er... my Chen'er... Grandpa thought... Grandpa thought you also..."

The white crane spoke incoherently and wept uncontrollably.

"Heaven has eyes... Heaven has eyes... It spared my grandson's life... It spared the Bai family line..."

Bai Chen was held tightly, his face buried in Bai He's thin but warm shoulder. He smelled a faint scent of soap and the dust of the world, as well as the vicissitudes of life that the old man had suddenly released after a long period of suppressed grief.

I was deeply moved.

He reached out and gently hugged the old man's thin, bony back.

"grandfather."

He called out softly.

The sound made the old man tremble violently, and he hugged her even tighter, bursting into tears.

Titan turned around, looked up at the sky, and blinked hard.

Taino and Tailong also had tears in their eyes and quietly retreated to the side.

After a long while, the white crane's emotions calmed down a little.

He released Bai Chen, but his hands were still tightly gripping his shoulders. A smile, both ugly and genuine, appeared on his tear-streaked face.

"Okay...okay...it's good that you're back..."

His hands trembled as he touched Bai Chen's cheek, his rough fingertips caressing his grandson's eyebrows and eyes, as if to confirm that this was not a dream.

"Come home with Grandpa... The Sensitive Clan... Grandpa will take you home..."

He turned and bowed deeply to Titan.

"Brother Titan... I can't thank you enough..."

"This kindness, I, Baihe, and my Minzhi clan, will never forget!"

Titan quickly helped him up.

"Old White Crane, you're being too polite!"

"Our four clans are of the same blood and lineage. Xiao Chen is your grandson, and therefore also my grandson!"

"Between you and me, there is no distinction between us!"

Baihe nodded emphatically, said no more, and simply squeezed Titan's hand tightly.

it is more than words.

He looked at Bai Chen again, his eyes filled with the preciousness and determination of a lost treasure that had been found again.

"Chen'er, pack your things, we're setting off now. The Min clan is currently residing in Maple Leaf City on the border of the Star Luo Empire. Although it's not what it used to be, it's still our home."

"Grandpa...I'll take you home."

Bai Chen looked at his grandfather's aged face, red eyes, and the overflowing love, guilt, and fear in his eyes.

He nodded.

"Okay, Grandpa, let's go home."

He returned to the "home" he had never set foot in, yet which was connected to him by blood.

The white crane held its grandson's hand tightly, as if afraid that if it let go, this precious treasure, which had been lost and found again, would disappear once more.

The setting sun slanted in from outside the hall door, casting long shadows of an old man and a young man holding hands.

The journey home is finally about to begin.

......

Maple Leaf City is located on the northeastern border of the Star Luo Empire, bordering the Heaven Dou Empire. It is named after the maple trees that grow all around the city.

In autumn, the maple leaves turn a vibrant red, appearing like a fiery sunset from afar.

The Min clan's temporary territory is located in the western suburbs of Maple Leaf City, and is a sizable manor.

The manor's architecture clearly bears the style of Tiandou, but the materials and decorations are much simpler. The walls are not high, and the guards are sparse, revealing the cautiousness and low-key nature of a fallen aristocratic family.

The carriage stopped in front of the manor gate.

Bai He got off the car first, then turned around and carefully helped Bai Chen down, as if she were holding a rare treasure.

He held his grandson's hand tightly, unwilling to let go for even a moment.

"The clan leader is back!"

The sharp-eyed clansmen inside the gate announced the news loudly.

A commotion immediately broke out in the manor.

Footsteps were chaotic, and voices approached from afar.

In a short while, dozens of people poured out of the gate, including men, women, and children. Most of them were dressed in simple blue and white robes, and each of them was tall and slender with a graceful demeanor.

When they saw Bai Chen being held tightly by the white crane, they were first stunned, and then burst into an uncontrollable uproar.

"This is Young Master Ming's child?"

"So alike! Just like Young Master Ming when he was a child!"

"Thank heavens! The clan leader's lineage finally has an heir!"

"The child looks about six or seven years old. How have you been all these years?"

The crowd gathered around, but kept their distance at Baihe's signal.

On those faces, there was concern, excitement, relief, and an undisguised curiosity and curiosity.

Bai Chen could sense the goodwill in those gazes, but he also keenly caught a few complex emotions—some were genuinely happy for this suddenly appearing grandson of the clan leader, while others were perhaps secretly weighing their options.

"Spread out a bit, don't frighten the child."

Bai He spoke in a deep voice. Although he did not use his soul power, the majesty of the clan leader remained.

The crowd stepped back slightly, making way for the main house.

Bai He led Bai Chen, and together with the clansmen, they walked towards the main house.

As they traveled, Bai Chen silently observed this "home".

The estate covers a considerable area, but the buildings are somewhat old, the gardens are neglected, and there are signs of repair in many places.

Although the people coming and going were in relatively good spirits, they were dressed simply and their faces showed signs of hardship.

It seems that the Min family has indeed had a tough time these past few years.

However, Bai Chen already had a solution in mind.

With him around, the Min family will never lack money in the future!

The main house is a three-courtyard complex with blue tiles and white walls. It is more exquisite than the stone house of the Li clan, but it also appears empty and desolate.

Inside the hall, several elders of the clan were already waiting. When they saw Baihe enter, they all stood up.

"Chieftain."

"Big brother."

They addressed him differently, but all their eyes were on Bai Chen.

Bai He led Bai Chen to the main seat, but instead of sitting down, she looked around at everyone, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"Fellow clansmen, today I, White Crane, have some incredibly joyous news to tell you!"

He turned sideways, gently pushing Bai Chen in front of him, placing his hands on his grandson's shoulders, and speaking each word as heavily as a hammer blow:

"This is my grandson, Bai Chen! Ming'er and Qing Ling's child! He survived that great calamity years ago, but wandered away from home. Today—he's home!"

The hall fell silent, then erupted in cheers and exclamations even louder than those outside.

Several elderly people were moved to tears, repeatedly saying, "Heaven has eyes."

"Good! Good! It's good that you're back!"

An elderly man, who bore a resemblance to Bai He and was slightly younger, stepped forward, patted Bai He's shoulder forcefully, and then squatted down to examine Bai Chen closely, his eyes reddening.

"I am your second grandfather, Bai Peng."

"Your father... I watched him grow up. My child, you have suffered."

"Second Grandfather." Bai Chen bowed respectfully.

"Good boy, good boy."

Bai Peng nodded repeatedly, wanting to say something, but choked up and couldn't speak.

Just then, a timid voice came from behind the crowd.

"Grandpa...is this...Brother Chen?"

The crowd parted, and a little girl who looked about five or six years old was led forward by a woman.

The girl was wearing a light blue dress, with her hair styled in two buns. She had a delicate face and big, bright eyes. At that moment, she was secretly observing Bai Chen with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness.

She bears a slight resemblance to Bai He, especially in the delicate features of her eyes and brows.

"Xiangxiang, come here."

The white crane waved, its expression softening.

"This is your cousin, Bai Chen."

"Chen'er, this is your cousin, Chenxiang, your uncle's daughter."

Bai Chenxiang was gently pushed forward by her mother and walked to Bai Chen. Her face was slightly red and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Hello, Brother Chen... I am Chenxiang."

"Greetings, Sister Chenxiang."

Bai Chen nodded slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

I never imagined that Bai Chenxiang in the original novel was so cute as a child.

Seeing Bai Chen's kind attitude, Bai Chenxiang became bolder, tilted her little face up to look at him carefully, and suddenly whispered.

"Brother Chen...you are so handsome, even more handsome than Father in the painting."

Children's innocent remarks eased the atmosphere in the hall, and everyone laughed.

Bai Chen smiled and gently patted her head.