# Chapter 682: Recognition (Part 2)
"No!" Yun Che shook his head forcefully. Looking at Xiao Lie's clouded eyes, he said urgently, "Grandfather, do you remember that after I rescued you and Little Aunt from Fen Tian Gate, I told you about the 'Huan Yao Realm'?"
"I remember." Xiao Lie closed his eyes gently. "It is a very distant... an incomparably distant place."
"Back then, I told Grandfather that my birth parents came from the Huan Yao Realm. That year, they were not caught by those villains and ultimately returned safely to the Huan Yao Realm. Grandfather's own grandson must have gone there safely with them as well. And I promised Grandfather that one day, I would find a way to reach the Huan Yao Realm, so that Grandfather could be reunited with his own flesh and blood grandson. Grandfather, do you know where I was taken during those three years when I lost all contact?"
Xiao Lie: "..."
"It was the Huan Yao Realm!" Yun Che said loudly. "This must be the arrangement of the heavens. I arrived there not long after, and I found my birth parents!"
Yun Che's words caused Xiao Lie's frail body to tremble violently. His clouded, lusterless eyes immediately shook with an unusual light: "Che'er... what you said... what you said... is it true?!"
That year, his grandson had gone with Yun Che's birth parents! If Yun Che had found his birth parents, then the child who went with them back then... his own biological grandson...
"Ah!" Xiao Lingxi exclaimed, immediately covering her mouth with both hands.
"It is absolutely true! Even if ten thousand blades pierce my body, I would never deceive Grandfather!" Yun Che's gaze was incomparably firm. "I not only found my parents, but also..."
At this moment, Xiao Lie's body shook violently. Then, his hands trembled fiercely, and his legs, which could barely stand upright, slowly, tremblingly rose from the ground amid his whole body's shuddering... Yun Che looked up in surprise and saw that Xiao Lie's gaze was fixed straight behind him.
At the entrance of the courtyard was Xiao Yun, who had just arrived with Tianxia Diqi and was nervously hesitating about whether to walk in.
"Father!" Xiao Lingxi quickly stepped forward to support Xiao Lie, who had suddenly stood up. Yun Che also quickly rose to support him on the other side. He hadn't yet told Xiao Lie that he had found Xiao Yun in the Huan Yao Realm, let alone that he had brought him back. But Xiao Lie's gaze toward Xiao Yun, and his suddenly out-of-control emotions... Could it be that in this world, something like "bloodline resonance" truly existed?
"Child..." Stretching out his arm little by little toward the stunned Xiao Yun, Xiao Lie's voice trembled, and his eyes were filled with mist: "You... what is your name?"
"I..." Xiao Yun pointed at himself in bewilderment: "I... my name is Xiao Yun."
"Xiao Yun... Xiao... Yun..." Xiao Lie repeated this name with a trembling voice, nodding slowly and heavily: "Good... good... born of the Xiao family, raised by the Yun family, a good name..."
"Father, what are you saying?" Xiao Lingxi watched Xiao Yun, her beautiful eyes widening bit by bit, and her gaze, amid gradually clarifying guesses, began to stir with increasing intensity: "Could it be... could he be..."
Xiao Lie staggered forward, taking a difficult step, his hoarse voice filled with deep excitement and sorrow: "You... you look almost exactly like your father when he was young..."
"Ah!" Xiao Lingxi let out a soft cry and stood frozen there. Yun Che immediately understood. No wonder his grandfather became so excited the moment he saw Xiao Yun, who hadn't even been introduced yet. No wonder his father had said that Grandfather would recognize Xiao Yun the moment he saw him. It turned out that Xiao Yun and his father looked exactly alike when his father was young... After all, Xiao Ying and Xiao Yun were father and son by blood.
"You... are my grandfather?" Xiao Yun looked at the old man before him, whose face was now streaked with tears. An uncontrollable bitterness gathered in his nose and heart, impossible to suppress.
The images of that year surfaced again in Xiao Lie's heart, making his every word filled with sorrow: "That year, before your father entrusted you to your adoptive father, your mother, hoping that one day she could find you again, carved the character 'An' on your left arm... After you were born, your mother named you Xiao An. That 'An' character imprinted on your left arm was both your name and your parents' hope that you would escape calamity safely with your adoptive parents, and that there would be a day of reunion."
Xiao Yun was stunned for a long time. Then, slowly, he pulled up the sleeve of his left arm. On the upper part of his forearm was clearly imprinted a small, elegant character "An".
A face identical to Xiao Ying's when young, and this "An" character on his arm... There was no need for Yun Che's explanation. Everything was proven with crystal clarity.
"Grandfather," Yun Che said with a smile, "I didn't lie to you back then, did I? I knew that you and your grandson would have a day of reunion. Xiao Yun... he is your grandson."
Xiao Yun suppressed the uncontrollable agitation in his heart, stepped forward quickly, and knelt heavily before Xiao Lie: "Your grandson, Xiao Yun, pays respects to Grandfather... Your grandson is unfilial, having been born for over twenty years without being able to fulfill even a fraction of filial piety by Grandfather's side, and instead making Grandfather bear so much longing and suffering alone."
Xiao Yun's words caused the tears Xiao Lie had been holding back to burst forth like a broken dam... He had fantasized countless times about the scene of reunion with his grandson. But back then, he was the one who personally sent them from safety and harmony into calamity and hardship. Even if he was still alive, he had not fulfilled even half the duty of raising him over these years. Even if there truly was a day of reunion... if he knew about the events of that year, it would be only right for him to hate him, blame him, or ignore him.
But he bore neither hatred nor resentment. Instead, he knelt before him, calling himself "unfilial." All of this was as beautiful as heaven's most extravagant blessing. He reached out his hand, using all his strength to support Xiao Yun's arms, touching the blood relative he had thought was lost forever, one he had only dared to long for in his dreams: "Good child... how could you be unfilial? Your safe survival is filial piety. Your willingness to return is filial piety. Your whole life, Grandfather has wronged you, yet you are still willing to call me Grandfather—this is the greatest filial piety of all! All along, it was I who wronged you!"
"Grandfather must never say that." Xiao Yun said with tear-filled eyes, "Big Brother has already told me everything about that year. Father and Grandfather were both righteous and noble, incomparably great men. To have a father and grandfather like you is my fortune and pride. I have never blamed either of you even a little bit. Moreover, in the Huan Yao Realm for over twenty years, my parents treated me as their own. I have always lived well, better than anyone, never suffering any grievance. On the contrary, it is Grandfather who has endured much hardship."
"To see you grow up safely and become so well-behaved and sensible, even if Grandfather were to suffer a hundred times, a thousand times more hardship, I would have no more complaints. Good child... rise, quickly rise." Xiao Lie shook as he helped Xiao Yun up, his entire face wet with tears of excitement.
Yun Che's eyes were slightly moist. He had finally fulfilled a wish for his grandfather. He said softly: "Grandfather, this time Xiao Yun didn't come back alone. Before returning, he had already established himself—he was crowned a king above all others in the Huan Yao Realm, and he even married a wife. You should call Lingxi 'Little Aunt,' but I've been calling you Little Aunt for so many years for nothing. What a loss."
"Lingxi... Little Aunt?!" Xiao Lingxi immediately pinched Yun Che's arm, saying coquettishly, "Lingxi Little Aunt? Who told you to call me that? I am your Little Aunt... and I always will be! How dare you be so disrespectful in front of your Little Aunt."
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Yun Che yelped in exaggerated pain, his face full of grievance: "You clearly know that we have no blood relation at all... not even a little bit."
"My father is your grandfather, so I am still your elder! You also said that Xiao Yun is your sworn brother, but I am Xiao Yun's Little Aunt, so of course you have to call me Little Aunt too!" Stating her sufficiently sound reasoning, Xiao Lingxi's face showed a pleased smile: "So don't think that just because my biological nephew has returned, you can be disrespectful in front of your Little Aunt. Hmph, you even wanted to call me 'Sister Lingxi.'"
"Well..." Yun Che gazed intently at Xiao Lingxi's every smile and frown, a hint of mischievousness appearing in his smile: "Has Little Aunt forgotten? In front of Little Aunt, what I'm best at is being disrespectful!"
Xiao Lingxi's supple body was suddenly embraced by Yun Che, both domineering and gentle. Before she could react, Yun Che had already kissed her tender lips heavily. The exclamation that was about to leave her mouth was completely covered by his masculine breath.
"Mmm..." Xiao Lingxi's beautiful eyes widened. She let out a whimper, her hands pressing against Yun Che's chest as she instinctively struggled. In the past, when Yun Che stole kisses from her, he would immediately run far away after succeeding. But this time, he didn't run away, and he even forcefully prevented her from escaping. Amid her struggles, he indulged and wantonly savored the sweet fragrance between her lips.
Slowly, Xiao Lingxi's struggles grew weaker and weaker. The arms that had been firmly pressing against his chest lost their strength and gently fell. Then, quietly, they rose again, timidly embracing him. Her delicate neck tilted up slightly, and in her haze, she began to respond actively, seemingly having forgotten that inside the room less than five zhang away were Xiao Lie and Xiao Yun, who might see them at any moment. A blush spread silently across her snow-white face, making her body gradually grow warm, melting away a maiden's shyness and timidity.
After a long time, their lips finally parted. Xiao Lingxi, breathing softly, lay in Yun Che's arms. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her pretty face red like cherry blossoms, her eyes hazy and drunken, misty as fog, as if she had not yet awakened from the moment just past. Yun Che lowered his gaze and called softly: "Little Aunt..."
"Don't speak..." Xiao Lingxi pressed her head even more firmly against his chest, her arms holding him tighter: "Just... hold me for a while..."
"Mmm..." Yun Che said no more. The two leaned quietly together, feeling each other's breath and presence, wishing that time could stand still forever at this moment.