Chapter 445: Reunion
Su Yang had grown far sturdier than five years ago, his shoulders broad. With the constant labor of running the paper mill, his skin was tanned a deep, glistening black. Fine lines had already appeared early at the corners of his eyes, yet those eyes remained as bright and spirited as when he used to hunt in the mountains years ago.
He furrowed his brow and strode to the courtyard gate.
But then, as his gaze passed over the woman’s shoulder and landed on the face of the young man outside the door—
Su Yang’s entire body froze as if struck by a binding spell, instantly rooted to the spot.
His breath stopped.
The laughter of the children around him, the rustling of wind through the bamboo grove—all seemed to be pulled away at that moment. His world narrowed to only this familiar yet unfamiliar face before him.
“Third… Third Son?”
Su Yang’s voice trembled, shaking uncontrollably, as if the sound was a broken note forcibly squeezed from the depths of his throat.
Su Ming looked at him. Looked at his dark, weathered face. Looked at his large hands, knuckles white from gripping too tightly.
He smiled lightly.“Second Brother.”
Just those two words.
Su Yang’s eyes instantly turned crimson. Two streams of murky tears rolled down the face of this iron-tower-like man without warning.
He charged forward and slammed Su Ming into a deathly tight embrace.
The force of his arms was astonishing—the brutal strength forged from years of heavy labor. Su Ming could even hear the faintest protest from his own bones, but he didn’t channel any spiritual energy to resist. He simply let that crushing force, nearly strong enough to snap him in two, lock him in place.
“You brat! You brat!”
fell in heavy drops onto Su Ming’s shoulder, his voice already choked with
still alive, damn
go, this younger brother, who had vanished for
Su Ming didn’t move.
the violent, genuine heartbeat thrumming in his second brother’s chest. He felt the scorching tears soaking into his shoulder. Slowly, he raised his hand and gently patted Su Yang’s
“Second Brother, I’m back.”
massive commotion at the courtyard gate finally stirred the others inside
room’s door was abruptly shoved aside. A woman, her hair already more than half gray, stumbled out unsteadily. Her hand still clutched a handful of freshly picked greens, her fingers slightly
clearly saw the gray
as if her spine had been ripped out. She opened her mouth but
she collapsed straight toward the
“Mother!”
Ming’s form blurred for
the terrifying explosive power of a Foundation Establishment physique, in a thousandth of a breath, he broke
his hands touched were
said softly, yet his voice carried an unshakable
with both hands, her withered fingers digging into his flesh like iron pincers, turning her knuckles white. Her cloudy eyes greedily swept over Su
wisp of gray
father, Su Shan, still gripping the old tobacco pipe he’d used for over a decade, walked out with
ago. His once robust frame had been eroded and withered by the trials
Su Ming, his forward steps paused
his mother, nor shout wildly like his second brother. This farmer, who had toiled
he walked up
extended a hand—calloused from years of labor, rough
yet carried a
had a thousand things to ask, a thousand things to say. But in the end, all
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