Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains-Chapter 915 - 397, Reunion with Wuyuan, Great Jin dispatches generals_2

Although in my heart I had never taken Zhantai Wuyuan seriously, hearing his conversation with Sikong Yue now, Hou Yuxiao truly realized the high status this guy held within the New Moon Cult, or rather, in Sikong Yue's eyes.

Interrupting Sikong Yue directly, without a moment's thought—this was something one would be hard-pressed to find anyone who could do in the entire Yong and Bing states.

Moreover, the way Sikong Yue spoke to Zhantai Wuyuan, gently, tenderly, it truly made them seem essentially no different from a mother and son.

"The Saint Child Wuyuan possesses such talent, yet remains so diligent and self-restrained; such a disposition is rare in The World. Indeed, it is a blessing for the Divine Sect, and a blessing for the Sect Hierarch!"

Hou Yuxiao was not praising Zhantai Wuyuan for no reason, as he sensed Sikong Yue was watching him. He didn't know why, so he just found an excuse to say something complimentary.

"Hmph!"

Clearly, Zhantai Wuyuan had quite an opinion of him, responding simply with a cold snort.

"Rare in The World, I have heard that you also have a son named Hou Wuji, who seems to be about the same age as Wuyuan. What, could it be that your Wuji cannot even compare to Wuyuan?"

Wuji, Wuyuan...

Hou Yuxiao lowered his head in a slight stupor, suddenly feeling a strange sensation upon hearing Sikong Yue compare his son to Zhantai Wuyuan. It lasted only a moment though, as he prepared to reply that his son and Zhantai Wuyuan were not on the same level, the difference between them as vast as heaven and earth, when Zhantai Wuyuan preemptively unleashed a mocking laugh.

"Hahahahaha, Auntie, you think too highly of that Hou Wuji!"

Zhantai Wuyuan's expression was full of arrogance, disdainfully saying, "In Xiaqiu City, that Hou Wuji dared to fight me one-on-one. He has some guts, but unfortunately, his skills fell short. Even using his father's most adept stick techniques, he ended up just as defeated by me. There are certainly many talents in The World greater than I, but among them, Hou Wuji is definitely not included."

Hou Yuxiao frowned slightly, fully understanding that this was merely a battle of youthful pride between two kids, yet with his son Hou Wuji being so looked down upon, as a father, he couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. However, considering the presence of Sikong Yue, he brushed aside this discomfort, lightly smiling, "Saint Child Wuyuan, you are absolutely right. Wuji's skills are weak and his talent ordinary, making him no match for a gifted vision like the Saint Child. I suppose he learned a lesson from his defeat in Xiaqiu City, and will likely improve much in the future. I have yet to thank the Saint Child on his behalf. Today, I thank the Saint Child for him!"

Zhantai Wuyuan's face darkened as he heard this. He had deliberately laughed obnoxiously to provoke Hou Yuxiao into losing face in front of his aunt, not expecting him to shamelessly go along with the conversation.

This was like punching a soft cushion, leaving him feeling unrewarded and even fuming a bit, wanting to further embarrass Hou Yuxiao. However, Sikong Yue, having noticed his intent, spoke up to stop him before he could say anything else.

"That's enough, Wuyuan. You may leave now!"

Zhantai Wuyuan clearly still wanted to speak, yet seeing Sikong Yue's stern gaze, he obediently closed his mouth, turning to fiercely glare at Hou Yuxiao, snorting coldly before turning to leave the room.

Watching this scene, the smile at the corners of Sikong Yue's mouth became even more pronounced.

This scene happened to fall right into Hou Yuxiao's view.

The relationship between Sikong Yue and this Saint Child Wuyuan truly was remarkable!

Hou Yuxiao's gaze narrowed slightly. He couldn't quite understand—Zhantai Wuyuan was Zhantai Qing's son, and Zhantai Qing was undeniably an enemy of Sikong Yue. Years ago, during the Holy Sect's struggle for the position of Sect Hierarch, Zhantai Qing disappeared after his defeat. Observing how Huangfu Xing and Duanmu Hong, along with the forces of the Rakshasa Holy Sect, had all thrown their lot in with Sikong Yue, he was pretty sure Zhantai Qing was no longer alive.

Zhantai Qing's demise was almost certainly at Sikong Yue's hands.

To kill Zhantai Qing, yet treat Zhantai Qing's son like a mother to a son?

How odd this seemed.

This definitely couldn't be something known only to him. Within the Rakshasa Holy Sect, now the New Moon Cult, surely others were aware. If ever Zhantai Wuyuan discovered that Sikong Yue was his mother's killer, Sikong Yue would be faced with a significant issue.

Feelings cannot be faked, and Hou Yuxiao could clearly sense that Sikong Yue's affection towards Zhantai Wuyuan was genuine. Moreover, from what he gathered, Zhantai Wuyuan, as Saint Heir, was truly raised by Sikong Yue herself.

This meant that if he ever found out that the person who raised him, Sikong Yue, was his mother's murderer, Zhantai Wuyuan's reaction would be extremely lethal. Of course, this truth itself was also extremely harsh for the child.

But for Sikong Yue, it would be a virtually insurmountable issue.

Moreover, this was something highly susceptible to enemy exploitation.

Wasn't this just giving the enemy a vulnerability out of nowhere?

Would someone as clever as Sikong Yue make such a fundamental mistake?

"Master of Hou Family, you may leave now."

Hou Yuxiao was frowning deeply, lost in this chain of thoughts when he suddenly heard Sikong Yue's voice. Quickly looking up, he found her looking at him with a faint smile, causing an unexplainable shiver as if his thoughts had been read. He immediately nodded respectfully, saying, "As Your Excellency commands!"

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