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Sun Quan's voice trembled, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down on the spot.

As the head of the only martial arts family in Jinling, Sun Quan understood better than anyone what the words "Martial Arts Grandmaster" meant.

That was an existence standing at the very top of the pyramid of ancient Chinese martial arts, an existence capable of destroying an entire family single-handedly.

Although the Sun family was considered a powerful clan in Jinling, they were nothing more than ants in front of a martial arts grandmaster.

Sun Quan quickly dismissed the disciples behind him, strode up to Su Hao, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply, his tone full of respect and trepidation: "I was unaware of the arrival of the Grandmaster, and I have failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me, Grandmaster!"

Su Hao withdrew his protective aura and said calmly, "I am Shen Qingci's friend, and I accompanied her to visit her grandmother today. Your gatekeeper, however, spoke rudely and insulted us. A Grandmaster cannot be insulted; surely Patriarch Sun understands this principle?"

Cold sweat beaded on Sun Quan's forehead as he nodded repeatedly, "Understood, understood! It was my negligence in managing my subordinates that offended the Grandmaster. I will severely punish that blind fool!"

He turned to the gatekeeper, who was still slumped on the ground, and roared, "Get out of here! Go to the accounting office and settle your wages. From today onwards, you are no longer a member of the Sun family!"

The gatekeeper was so frightened that he scrambled away.

Sun Quan turned back, his face now beaming with smiles, and cautiously inquired, "Master, you just said... Qingci is your friend?"

"She is my maid."

Su Hao's tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"My people were insulted right under my nose. Tell me, how should this be resolved?"

Sun Quan's heart skipped a beat, and his face turned somewhat ugly.

He certainly understood what Su Hao meant.

If he doesn't acknowledge Shen Qingci as his niece, this martial arts master might really cause the Sun family to "bleed for miles."

He gritted his teeth, weighed the pros and cons for a moment, and finally made his decision.

"Qingci, all these years, it's been my fault. Your mother and you will always be the daughter and niece of the Sun family. Your grandmother has always been thinking of you, come in and see her." Sun Quan turned around and gave Shen Qingci a somewhat forced smile.

Shen Qingci's eyes reddened slightly, but she held back her tears and simply nodded.

Su Hao glanced at Sun Quan and said, "Patriarch Sun, now that you've acknowledged kinship, you should do it properly. I've already had Qingci inform her parents to come over. Once they arrive, we'll go in together to see Grandma."

Sun Quan was taken aback for a moment, but dared not object, and could only nod and reply, "Alright, alright, I will follow the Grandmaster's arrangements."

About half an hour later, a taxi stopped in front of the Sun residence.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged couple got out.

The man was wearing an ordinary jacket, of medium build, and with an unremarkable appearance; he looked like any other middle-aged office worker you'd see anywhere.

But his gaze was unusually deep, his steps were steady, and his breathing was long and even; he was clearly no ordinary person.

The woman was wearing a plain-colored trench coat, with a gentle and graceful demeanor. Her features bore a resemblance to Shen Qingci's, and she was none other than Shen Qingci's mother, Sun Na.

Shen Wencong and Sun Na entered the Sun residence. Upon seeing the scene in the courtyard, Sun Na's expression was somewhat complicated, while Shen Wencong's gaze immediately fell on Su Hao.

Then, he did something that left everyone present speechless.

Shen Wencong knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed his head, and respectfully said, "Your subordinate, Shen Wencong, greets Young Master!"

The entire courtyard fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned.

Sun Quan's eyes widened, his mouth gaped open enough to fit an egg, and his mind went completely blank.

Even if Shen Wencong was hopeless in his eyes, he wouldn't kneel down to this young man.

As for the title of "Young Master," isn't that a term used by ancient martial arts sects?

Su Hao was also slightly taken aback, but quickly regained his composure.

He reached out to help Shen Wencong up, his voice gentle: "Uncle Shen, there's no need for such formalities."

Shen Wencong stood up, his eyes filled with excitement and relief: "Young Master, I've finally waited for you."

Sun Na finally snapped out of her shock.

She strode up to Shen Wencong, grabbed his arm, and asked in a trembling voice, "Wencong... who... who exactly are you?"

Shen Wencong looked at Sun Na with guilt and heartache in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "Nana, I'm sorry for keeping this from you for so many years. I am actually Baili Xuanyi, the peerless killing god, who is also a follower of Master Su Hao. I am also a grandmaster martial artist. All these years, I have been carrying out a secret mission, which is why I had to hide my strength and pretend to be an ordinary person."

Upon hearing this, Sun Na was stunned, as if struck by lightning, standing there frozen in place, tears streaming down her face.

She raised her hand and slapped Shen Wencong hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the courtyard.

"You've lied to me for so many years!" Sun Na's voice was filled with sobs and anger.

"Do you know that because I married you, I was kicked out of my family and couldn't even attend my father's funeral! Do you know how much I've suffered all these years raising Qingci alone!"

Shen Wencong neither dodged nor argued, but simply lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry, Nana, I'm the one who's sorry."

Sun Na covered her face and sobbed uncontrollably.

Shen Qingci quickly stepped forward, hugged her mother, and gently comforted her, "Mom, don't cry. Dad has his reasons too."

Sun Quan stood aside, watching this scene, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

He never imagined that the "ordinary person" he had looked down upon back then was actually a grandmaster martial artist, and a follower of the peerless killing god Baili Xuanyi.

He finally realized how ridiculous and foolish it had been to oppose his sister's marriage back then.

"Brother-in-law... no, Mr. Shen, I was blind back then and offended you. Please forgive me." Sun Quan stepped forward and bowed deeply to Shen Wencong.

Shen Wencong helped him up and shook his head: "Brother, there's no need to blame yourself. I also bear responsibility for what happened back then."

Sun Quan sighed, then turned to Sun Na and said, "Little sister, I'm so sorry. You've suffered so much these past years. Mother has been thinking of you constantly; go inside and see her."

Sun Na wiped away her tears and nodded.

The group walked through the front yard and came to a side room in the back yard.

Inside the room, an elderly woman with white hair was lying on the bed. She looked haggard, her breathing was weak, and her complexion was sallow, clearly indicating that she was terminally ill.

Upon seeing her mother, Sun Na burst into tears again. She rushed to the bedside, grasped her mother's withered hand, and choked out, "Mom... I'm back... Open your eyes and look at me..."

The old lady seemed to hear her daughter's call; her eyelids twitched slightly, but she ultimately did not open them.

Shen Qingci stood to the side, her eyes also reddening.

She turned to look at Su Hao, her eyes filled with hope: "Mr. Su, can you save my grandmother?"

Su Hao walked to the bedside, placed his hand on the old woman's wrist, felt her pulse, and then nodded: "She can be saved, but it will take some time."

Upon hearing this, Sun Quan was overjoyed: "If the Grandmaster can revive my mother, the entire Sun family will be eternally grateful!"

Su Hao didn't say much, took out his needle case from his pocket, and unfolded it by the bedside.

He took a deep breath, circulated the true dragon energy within his body, and poured a stream of pure yang energy into his fingertips. Then he began to tap on the acupoints on the old woman's body.

Su Hao's technique was extremely fast. His fingertips fell on the old lady's acupoints like raindrops. With each tap, a stream of pure true energy flowed into her body to replenish her depleted essence.

This process lasted for about twenty minutes. Fine beads of sweat had appeared on Su Hao's forehead, and his breathing had become somewhat rapid.

Clearly, this level of treatment is a considerable drain on him.

After tapping the acupoints, Su Hao took out silver needles and began the Rejuvenating Acupuncture Technique!

Using silver needles as a medium, he guided the vital energy of heaven and earth into the old woman's body, nourishing her ailing internal organs.

With each needle insertion, the old lady's complexion became rosier and her breathing became stronger.

After the nine needles were dropped, a miracle occurred.

The old lady slowly opened her tightly closed eyes.

Her gaze was somewhat vacant as she scanned the room before finally settling on Sun Na's face. Her lips moved slightly, uttering a weak yet clear sound.

"Na'er...you're back..."