Chapter 1393 - 416: Where Did She Come From?

Chapter 1393: Chapter 416: Where Did She Come From?

Chapter 416 [Where Did They Come From?]

"Xie Jiuyan’s descendants..." Chen Yan asked softly.

Wu said nothing, merely lifting one eyelid to glance toward the bedroom door.

Chen Yan sighed: "Angie?"

"...Mm."

·

That year, Wu walked out of the mountains and eventually headed to Dragon Country.

Following the address left by Xie Jiuyan before his death, he found Xie Jiuyan’s descendants in a small town in the Southwest.

However, when he arrived, there were some complications.

Xie Jiuyan’s descendants weren’t living very well.

In the past two hundred years, Xie Jiuyan emerged from the mountains every decade to secretly visit his descendants, though he never had any direct contact. Each time he would secretly watch for a few days and then leave quietly.

But if he found them struggling, he would intervene in secret.

Ten years ago, he intervened once when he saw a male descendant being bullied and suppressed in business after offending someone. Xie Jiuyan secretly took action, eliminating the business enemies who oppressed and bullied this descendant.

Without competition, the descendant’s situation naturally improved.

Then Xie Jiuyan left.

Ten years later, Wu found that place again only to discover matters had not improved.

After the business improved ten years ago, the descendant did not smoothly transition into a wealthy life.

He enjoyed a few years of prosperity, married, and had a son and daughter.

But later, after becoming wealthy, he failed to cultivate virtue, and under the influence of friends, developed a gambling addiction.

This did not end well.

One’s fortune is never enough to fill the void of gambling if one falls into its trap.

In less than two years, the family fortune originally accumulated from business was entirely squandered; the house and business were lost.

His wife left him.

The descendant drowned in the river during a drunken stupor.

With only his son and daughter left, the local authorities sent them to be raised in a foster home.

In the small-town welfare home, conditions and health care were just average. After more than a year, the little son unfortunately fell ill and passed away.

When Wu found the welfare home, he only discovered the little daughter.

If Wu were a heartless person, he might have just left some money at the welfare home and been done with it.

But when the little girl looked into Wu’s eyes with her dark gaze, something softened inside Wu’s heart.

Perhaps it was also in remembrance of Xie Jiuyan—the truth is, Wu’s feelings towards Xie Jiuyan were highly complex; he felt both fear and reverence.

It was somewhat akin to Stockholm syndrome.

Ultimately, Wu adopted the little girl.

More than a decade ago, adoption procedures in less-developed regions of Dragon Country’s Southwest were not so stringent.

Wu, with his overseas Chinese identity, and some money spent, completed the adoption process.

Thus, he took the little girl away from Dragon Country to North America, settling in New York’s Chinatown, where they lived as father and daughter in a restaurant he acquired.

Wu naturally left the assassin organization—he had obtained the box of gold left by Xie Jiuyan, which, once sold, amounted to a significant fortune—as of more than ten years ago, valued at millions of dollars.

Coupled with Wu’s own savings from years of being an assassin, he no longer wished to live amidst gunfire and danger—it wasn’t necessary.

But leaving an assassin organization isn’t easy.

Joining the organization is for life, and only death allows freedom.

Wu’s actions constituted a betrayal, so he could only remain hidden, living a quiet life.

Fortunately, he was clever and chose to hide in a bustling city. Following the path of the great concealment—in New York’s vibrant cityscape.

This created the irony of being hidden beneath the lights.

Additionally, by immersing himself in Chinatown, using his yellow skin as a disguise, he remained inconspicuous, blending in invisibly for over a decade.

The only regret was...

The Immortal Techniques left by Xie Jiuyan, which Wu tricked Angie into attempting to learn several times during her childhood.

Ultimately, there were no results.

Angie evidently did not inherit her ancestor Xie Jiuyan’s talent—this child showed mediocre aptitude in all areas, even slightly foolish at times.

Their lives together gradually transformed from mere kindness into genuine father-daughter affection.

Wu’s tone carried a hint of emotion: "After raising her for so long, the feelings developed..."

Chen Yan glanced towards the direction outside the room.

"When I brought her back, she wasn’t even as tall as the table, just a tiny person, barely able to speak. But slowly, she’d smile sweetly at me, grip my finger when I told her stories.

At some point, she became like my daughter in my heart, no different from a biological child, and many times I forgot she wasn’t my own."

Chen Yan chuckled: "You used to be an elite soldier and assassin. On the battlefield and during missions, how many lives have you taken, how much blood have your hands been stained with, yet you still have such sentiments?"

"You... sigh, you don’t understand people like us, it’s the coldness and detachment which makes us particularly lonely. Once we develop feelings for something, it’s truly impossible to let go.