Chapter 380 — The Inheritor
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The Hermit of Qingyou beckoned, signaling Wang Muran and the others to come over. The three of them hastily went to his side and asked softly, "Uncle-Master, what is going on?"
"Emperor Yanfeng blasted Lord Yu of the heavens above to death," the Hermit of Qingyou said in a low voice.
Mu Qingdai asked in confusion, "We know of this. But why have these grandfathers started quarreling?"
The Hermit of Qingyou sighed, "If Lord Yu of the heavens above had died at the hands of our Little Yujing or the Old Man Emperor, it would be nothing—at most a feud between us and the heavens above. But dying at the hands of Emperor Yanfeng makes it a calamity for Yankang. The Blind Elder wants the Human Emperor to return to the Desolate Ruins—the gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall; the Heavenly Blade wants to stay in Yankang and calls him a coward. They have been quarreling over this for some time."
Within the great hall, the Silent Craftsman sat on a wooden chest, pulled out a water pipe, lit it, took a draw, and exhaled a cloud of white smoke. Squinting, he said, "Ah, ah ah."
"The Silent Craftsman speaks reason."
The Village Head nodded and said, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. We are all old undying things—there is no need for too much worry. How many years can we live? Can we protect Shen'er for a lifetime?"
The Blind Elder craned his neck and said, "I want him back in the village, to find him a woman to bear children, to live out his life honestly! What you cannot do yourselves, why should you make him do? Your limbs were severed; you, big fool, had your lower half cut off! If Shen'er does what you two did, he will be cut down from the neck down! Shen'er, we are going home!"