Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Liu Rushuang’s answer was vague. Then, her eyes flashed as something occurred to her and she asked, “Have you found your parents in this life yet?”
Nangong Ba’s gaze dimmed somewhat at that. “Not yet, and I’m not planning to keep going. I’ve been searching for so long that I really want to give up.”
Nodding, Liu Rushuang replied, “There’s a chance that they might no longer be in this world either. You wouldn’t find them whatever you do if that’s the case.”
“I don’t know—all I know is that they were abducted by a gang that looks intimidating, and I remembered their leader’s face. However, I got nothing even after searching for so long, and perhaps…”
Sighing and pausing then, Liu Rushuang suddenly asked, “Weren’t you asking about the twins’ names?”
“Yeah. Do tell, I want to know.” Nangong Ba’s eyes promptly sparkled.
“The boy is Longyuan, and the girl is Fengwu. What do you think?” Liu Rushuang’s lips arched into a smile.
“Yes, that’s good—there’s an artistic sense to it. I think you must have been the one who named them!”
“Congratulations! You guessed right!”
“Gosh! I was actually right! Quick, give me my reward!”
“Excuse me, do you even have dignity?”
“I do. What of it”
“…”
The two of them had a jovial time chatting, when Han Moze suddenly entered with an ambiguous smile, staring at them as they sat together.
“What are you two talking about? What could be that pleasing?”
“Golden Scales, I intend to return to the Celestial Realm. I’m hoping that you would return soon with Fire Phoenix.” Nangong Ba replied, remaining seated.
There was an unfathomable look in Han Moze’s eyes, and he soon smiled meaningfully. “Would you stay if I appointed you as a duke?”
Nangong Ba’s eyes immediately widened. “Are you really going to make me a duke?”
Liu Rushuang was spacing out as well, but understood when she remembered Han Moze and Nangong Ba’s old friendship.
It’s already very difficult to get a good friend in life. Why shouldn’t he cherish him?
On the other hand, Han Moz casted Nangong Ba a sideways glance and coolly said, “Believe if you want. However, if you are willing, just think of a title and I’ll issue the imperial decree tomorrow—but I won’t force you if you’re reluctant.”
Nangong Ba thought about it for a moment before realizing with a start. “There must be a trick! Yes?”
He certainly wanted to stay at Shuang’er’s side legitimately as a duke, and see his godchildren frequently… but it would be terrible if he had to suffer under that tyrant.
Bet that as it may, Han Moze replied nonchalantly, “Return to the Celestial Realm, then. Yuan’er and Wu’er would never know that you’re their godfather even if they meet you in the future!”
Nangong Ba nodded—that was true, what if neither Yuan’er nor Wu’er knew him in the future?
Clenching his teeth, he ultimately yielded. “Alright. Who am I to refuse since you’ve agreed to it?”
Han Moze smiled discreetly and sinisterly then.
“Then… dub me the Phantom Duke!” Nangong Ba quickly revealed the title he wanted.
“Yes, and so you shall be! Don’t regret it now that it’s decided, or I’ll cut your tongue out”
Han Moze grinned darkly.
“You… There has to be a trick!”
Nangong Ba pointed at Han Moze accusingly, feeling utter regret just then—the tyrant must have set him up!
At the same time, Liu Rushuang felt as if the trio were once again in the celestial realm, and started to talk about everything cheerfully.
Truly, bliss and misfortune must be shared equally!