Lan Jue lowered his head, like a child who had made a mistake, "I, I have no shame to come back."

The light suddenly flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and suddenly, the air in the whole room suddenly twisted violently. Lan Jue was like a bird trapped in a vortex, and his whole body seemed to be twisted with the twisted air.

The energy in his body subconsciously burst out, resisting the powerful pressure, and a faint blue light also overflowed from him.

But in the next moment, the pressure suddenly disappeared. Lan Jue's body shook slightly and quickly stood firm. A faint black and white halo flashed from him.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and said four words that Lan Jue could never have imagined: "Just come back."

Lan Jue suddenly raised his head, with his strength, at this moment, a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, "Dad, I..."

The middle-aged man looked a little lonely and waved his hand, "I don't blame you, it's because I was too tough before."

If he beat him up, perhaps Lan Jue would feel better. He had imagined countless reunion scenes with his father, but there was absolutely no such atmosphere in front of him. He would rather face the dad full of violence, cold and strong eyes, and unparalleled pressure than face the dad with a peaceful look.

Lan Jue suddenly realized that he did not seem to have a complete understanding of his father. This was the first time he saw his father's peaceful side, but for some reason, he just knew that this should be the truest side of his father.

"There is no need to hide from me in the future. I'll ask you to come back this time just to tell you something." The middle-aged man said lightly.

Lan Jue stood up subconsciously.

The middle-aged man raised his head and the light flowed in his eyes. The two of them looked at each other, without making any sound for a long time.

The middle-aged man suddenly smiled. Although in Lan Jue's opinion, the father, who never smiled, had a bit far-fetched and ugly smile. However, his smile made Lan Jue's tears burst out in an instant.

"Our child is right! I have been out for a long time and I have to go home." The middle-aged man said in a somewhat low voice.

"Dad!" Lan Jue screamed in tears and was about to kneel down, but the middle-aged man stood up first and hugged him in his arms with one hand.

"I'm sorry, dad, sorry." Everyone has a fragile side in their hearts, and only with the man in front of them can Lan Jue's fragility be released without reservation.

The middle-aged man smiled and laughed happily, "Maybe I am really old and I actually learned to let go."

Yes, he learned to let go. With his past strength, how could he call Lan Jue to call him back? It was precisely because of this stubbornness that Lan Jue did not dare to come back at all.

"Okay, stop crying. Don't be like a sissy." He let go of Lan Jue's arm and patted him hard on his shoulder.

Lan Jue wiped away the tears from his face and he smiled. This extremely tough tone is my father! But at this moment, the voice that once scared him now sounded so friendly.

"Dad, let's go home?"

"Okay!" The middle-aged man nodded, raised his hand and pressed it on the table. The wall behind the office cracked to both sides, revealing a cabin like a cannonball. This cabin only has room to accommodate four people.

Lan Jue and the middle-aged man sat in, and Lan Jue put on a seat belt. But the middle-aged man didn't.

The cabin door closed, and the next moment, a low buzzing sounded, and then the cabin really ejected out like a shell, and the terrifying speed reached instantly instantly pressed Lan Jue firmly on the seat without a pressure relief device.

The middle-aged man sat there but seemed nothing wrong, but his tough face showed a faint smile. He took a mouthful of the cigar in his hand and then slowly spewed it out. Suddenly, the whole cabin was filled with the strong fragrance of the cigar.

"Dad, you are still so luxurious. This 1966 root tastes so rich." Lan Jue said with a smile.

The middle-aged man snorted, "I only have this hobby. Don't even think about it, you don't have your share."

Lan Jue smiled, but said nothing.

"Tell me." The middle-aged man said lightly.

The smile on Lan Jue's face suddenly calmed down, and after pondering for a moment, he began his story.

The middle-aged man was smoking a cigar while listening calmly. There was no smoke exhaust system in the cabin, and it was soon filled with the smoke of the cigar, which blocked their vision from each other. But Lan Jue had no objection. This was his father's habit, and he had always been like this.

The calm story is combined with Lan Jue's uneasy expression. The story is a bit long, but it is never lacking in change.

The middle-aged man listened very seriously, but did not ask or interrupt, but just listened to him, as if he was really just listening to a story.

"Buzz!" The cabin stopped and became quiet in an instant.

The cabin door opened and the cigar smoke rushed out. Lan Jue and the middle-aged man walked out of the cabin and climbed the elevator. The elevator was up, and a few minutes later, they came back to the ground.

The metal door of the elevator opened, and a wooden door was in front of it. The middle-aged man walked over and pushed it open, and Lan Jue followed him.

Suddenly, a fresh air came to my face, and the faint fragrance of flowers and plants was refreshing.

This is a wooden house without any metal. The furnishings and displays in the wooden house are full of rustic atmosphere. If there are antique experts here, they will definitely recognize that every thing here is actually antique. It is extremely exquisite.

Outside the window, green trees, grass, flowers and birds, all are missing. The window is open, and the fresh air outside comes from this.

Looking at this familiar environment, Lan Jue couldn't help but feel dazed in front of him. He still clearly remembered that he and his brother lived here when they were young, living in this carefree place. Unfortunately, at that time, they had no time and energy to appreciate anything, because since they were five years old, they had received inhuman training.

He used to be very cruel to his father for a long time because that period was so painful, but his father told them that if they want to become a superior person, they must endure the hardships they have to go. The path they have to go will definitely not be ordinary, and he will not allow them to be ordinary.

Then there were Prometheus and Zeus.

Looking back now, my father is undoubtedly right. Although his method is too simple and crude, the pain of the past has become the accumulation of the present. If you want to live more freely in this world and experience more beautiful things, then you must first become stronger. Lan Jue only truly understood this after many years.

The middle-aged man pushed open the door and walked out.

Lan Jue followed him.

What comes into view is a forest, and yes, it is a forest.

Within a hundred acres of wooden houses, there are lawns, and far away, there are forests. These forests are like fences surrounding wooden houses, protecting them.

Fresh air and thick heaven and earth power surround here.

Lan Jue knew very well that these plants were planted by his father. Since he lived here, his father has been doing this, which is also the biggest leisure in his daily life.

Who would have thought that the generation of emperors who once dominated the human world, who once defeated all the heroes in the legendary battle, would become an old farmer on this small administrative star and a top scientist.

My father once said that his biggest dream in his life is to experience everything he can experience as much as possible. And this experience is not just about looking at it, but about going deep into it.

He has tried many identities and used his long life to learn a lot of things. So, whether in Lan Jue or Lan Qing's eyes, his father is like a vast ocean, so deep that he cannot see the bottom. He is like an encyclopedia that stores the most beautiful knowledge of mankind, and he can do everything!

"I miss this place so much." Lan Jue sighed.

Emperor Jue said lightly: "Then you haven't come back either? Am I really that scary?"

Lan Jue glanced at him, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Juedi nodded.

"Yes!" Lan Jue said without hesitation.

Juedi's lips twitched, "Since there is, I want to suck you."

Lan Jue smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, if that is the case, I feel it's normal. You scared me just now. But I don't like that feeling."

Emperor Jue laughed and said, "It seems that I can't be a good person yet. It turns out that you all like me as a bad person."

Lan Jue shook his head, "No, no. I like you now. But, I don't want you to be old."

Emperor Jue was silent. After a while, he sighed, "Who can really not grow old whether it is an ordinary person or a psychic? Although the future is still long, the heart will always grow old. Do you know? When I found out that I was afraid of loneliness, I was shocked. It was precisely because of this fear that some things I had insisted on before seemed to be put down naturally."

Lan Jue looked at him blankly. His father never told them anything in his heart before. He was so strong and domineering, and a generation of emperors.

But now he really seems to have become an old man who likes to recall the past. Even though he still looks so young.

"Dad, a lot of things have happened outside. If you feel lonely, you can go out and have a look! The human world also needs you." Lan Jue said.
Chapter completed!