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Chapter 663 Father and Son

Zhou You's words sound like an insult no matter how you listen to them!

I am your father!

The little doll blinked and smiled sweetly, "I believe it!"

The reaction was neither angry nor irritable, but rather calm, which didn't seem like the reaction one would have at his age. He was a true old fox.

Could it be that some old monster has taken over his son?
No, no, the panel didn't respond. This child must be born precocious!

"But my father sympathizes with Zixiu and may not agree with your statement."

The little kid can take advantage of Lian Zixiu by talking to him, but he must be mentally prepared to face Lian Zixiu's anger.

Zhou You thought that he was worthy of being his own child, as he was able to think calmly and look for opportunities to counterattack.

"I am really your biological father, child. You are the offspring of Gongliangcheng Zhouyou."

The little kid was silent. "Gongliangcheng, Zhouyou? I remember now that the Jianxiong Martial Arts School where you came from had some dealings with my grandfather's Tiefeng Martial Arts School."

The child's face was full of deep thought and he began to analyze the situation seriously.

"I was in Wanxiu Mountain, and my father treated me very well. He really loved me like a real father and son. Although I didn't know who my biological mother was, he devoted all his efforts to raising me."

"My aunt also treated me very well and filled the void left by not having a mother."

"I didn't think it was wrong at first, but now I think about it..."

"Dad was devoted to martial arts and had never had any romantic scandals, but he suddenly had a son like me. He didn't mention a single word about my biological mother, and no one knew about Wan Xiushan. This is too weird."

"If it's what you said, it all makes sense."

"Suppose that my aunt is my biological mother. After the fall of Gongliang City, she came to Wanxiu Mountain to seek refuge from my father. After giving birth to me, she asked my father to raise me, making me a strong son with a starting point far beyond my peers."

"No wonder she usually looks at me with all sorts of complicated emotions."

"And my biological father must have a sensitive identity that cannot be revealed. For example, the disciple of Jianxiong Martial Arts School who was once an enemy of my grandfather, Zhou You, is now the owner of Daqian Martial Arts School in the capital."

"but……"

"You were born in Dayin Mountain, which is in direct opposition with Wanxiu Mountain. Therefore, I can only be the son of Wanxiu Mountain Lian Zixiu."

The little kid analyzed the cause and effect word by word, his little face full of solemnity.

"That should be about it. I have to wait until I go back to the mountain to find my aunt to verify it before I can confirm the relationship."

He clasped his fist towards Zhou You and said, "Although the probability is very high, it has not been confirmed yet. I cannot change my words, Master Zhou."

"That's your business. From now on, I will treat you as my son."

Zhou You pressed his palm on the little kid's forehead and felt the blood pulsating in his body. It turned out that he was at the intermediate martial artist level.

Good boy, you have good bones and perfect flesh and blood, and you are born to be a top-notch material for martial arts.

"You have the best talent I have ever seen in my life. There is no threshold for you to reach the realm of strong martial arts."

Zhou You sighed, "No wonder Lian Zixiu never married in his life. He raised you as his son, and let him get such a great bargain for nothing."

"It is my great honor to be praised by the youngest and most powerful warrior in the city."

Just as he finished speaking, the little kid got a slap on the head, "Don't be disrespectful, I'm your father."

He immediately showed fear, "You are not coveting my talent and trying to snatch me away, right? You must not do that."

“Unless you want to provoke a conflict with Wan Xiushan!”

"After all, you are still a child, and you think adults are superficial."

Zhou You solemnly told him, "I, your father, was born in a folk martial arts school, but I became a strong martial artist, surpassing 99% of the disciples in the sects."

"Wanxiu Mountain's training system is standard and there is nothing wrong with it. With your talent, it will be no problem for you to break through the martial arts." "You are naturally intelligent and have your own opinions. Others have little influence on you."

"It's up to you to decide what path you want to take in the future. I will never interfere. This is your father's love, and it's unique to this family."

and also……

"Lian Zixiu has the kindness to raise and love you, but he is not your biological father. There are many things that only I can give you."

"Child, I am your biological father. In addition to giving you bones and blood, I also have to give you something else."

Zhou You held his armpits high with his palms, and looked at the baby's pink and tender appearance from a close distance, "I really can't get enough of it!"

The next moment, he put his forehead against the little doll's forehead.

A stream of information flooded into the little kid's mind, and he screamed and fainted.

Zhou You placed the sleeping baby on the stone slab, and transferred all of his Zhou family boxing skills to the baby through his mind.

Wan Xiushan's boxing system is even more comprehensive and high-quality than Zhou You's. The only thing he can show off is the defensive and life-saving methods in his family's boxing skills.

If one day, the little baby still remembers him and returns to his roots, he will receive a great surprise.

Unbuttoning the little baby's outer shirt and bellyband, revealing the white and tender belly, and turning over to reveal the smooth back, waist and hips...

"Your father, I am a tattoo artist. I have practiced my skills on animal skins countless times, but the first time I opened a business was with my own son."

"Have a good dream, and when you wake up, you will be home."

Zhou You's fingers trembled lightly, and the essence at his fingertips froze into light threads thinner than a hair. He took out a box of "ink", which was made of danqing stone as the main ingredient, mixed with various precious materials.

The light thread was dipped in ink and dotted on the little doll. The sleeping doll trembled slightly for a few times and finally calmed down.

The little baby had a very long and beautiful dream. Beside the beautiful lake in the mountains, his parents accompanied him to fish, drink water, and chase clumsy water birds. The carefree time seemed to never disappear.

He suddenly stopped, rubbed his eyes, and tried to see his parents' appearance clearly, but all he saw were their facial features shrouded in fog.

"Is that you, aunt? The one beside you is..."

The little boy woke up suddenly and found himself lying on Lian Zixiu's lap with a bonfire in the dark night beside him.

It turned out to be late at night and he was safe now.

The little kid jumped onto Lian Zixiu's shoulder and looked around, but couldn't see a single person.

In front of the bonfire, the father and son were silent. After a long while, the little kid spoke up, "Dad, I just met someone..."

Halfway through his words, he felt as if his chest and back were burning with stinging pain all over his skin.

This kind of pain is something I have never experienced before.

Lian Zixiu lifted up the little boy's outer shirt and saw different seal characters emerging on his chest, back, arms, knees, etc., which were integrated with the blood and tendons and penetrated deep into the body.

The colors of the seal script are very high-end, and it is obvious that the medium used is not ordinary.

"You met a tattoo master!"

Lian Zixiu used her essence to relieve his discomfort and said softly, "Good boy, this is your chance. From tonight onwards, you must not reveal a single word to outsiders."

"And my aunt?"

The little doll looked up and asked.

Lian Zixiu was silent, the bonfire shining on her face, like a sculpture.

After a long while he said, "You can tell her."

The little kid thought silently, could it be that Master Zhou, who claimed to be his father, was a tattoo artist? This was a huge secret.

(End of this chapter)