[Wait, your favorite spicy chicken author, is a fudanshi?]

[Pupa: He writes lots of BL for a reason. And he is not a spicy chicken author. Stop with your slander!]

[Peh! It all makes sense then! That spicy chicken author!]

Bai Shijue smiled again and replied to Han Ning, "My… husband, Han Shun, the Prophet of the light, is taking care of our son in the heavenly realm. Our son is still in his training stage, so he needs a lot of guidance."

"And only Master Han Shun can teach him?"

"They have the same foundation in strength. My son is better suited to being trained by my husband," Bai Shijue replied. 

Han Ning nodded in full devotion, so everything was true. Everything written in the script was true, and his great grandfather never lied!

"I need to meet with Han Min now. Guide me to his place, my dear subject," Bai Shijue said.

"Yes, My Lord!"

Han Ning guided Bai Shijue until he found himself in the courtyard where Han Min lived back then.

Bai Shijue remembered there were four courtyards in this residence, two in the front and two in the back. 

The two fronts were for Han Shun and Bai Shijue, and the one in the back was for Han Min, thus, leaving only one empty courtyard.

Han Ning and Bai Shijue entered the courtyard, and there they saw an old man wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged under a plum blossom tree.

He seemed to be in a deep trance as he meditated for a long time.

Han Ning always thought that his great grandfather was being ridiculous for meditating on something that didn't exist. Because he always thought that God of Prosperity was a fairy tale.

Now, everything made sense for him. 

"Leave us alone, Han Ning. I need to talk to your great grandfather privately," Bai Shijue said.

"B—But, My Lord…" Han Ning was reluctant. He didn't want to leave his God for any second. If he could, he wanted to follow him forever!

Bai Shijue smiled thin and patted Han Ning's head, "Return to your courtyard now. I will visit you again after this."

Han Ning's eyes widened. He was ecstatic when Master Bai Shijue said he would visit again after talking with his great grandfather.

"Yes, thank you so much, My Lord! I will be waiting patiently!" Han Ning bowed deeply to show his devotion before walking away, returning to his courtyard.

Bai Shijue walked toward Han Min, who was still meditating. 

Meanwhile, the old Han Min sensed someone walking toward him;

'This familiar step, so light like a feather, as if he is hovering above the ground… Master Bai?!'

Han Min opened his eyes immediately, and the first thing he saw was the beautiful feet of the man who saved and raised him when he was just a kid. 

Han Min lifted his head and saw his savior, his teacher, and the man who gave him everything he needed.

Han Min's eyes were glazing with tears instantly. He stared at the beloved Master he had missed for so long and then hugged his Master's legs.

"Master Bai!"

Bai Shijue chuckled and patted Han Min's head. He was very old now, but he still had full hair— though it was all white now.

"Long time no see, Han Min."

"Master Bai! Y—You finally come! I thought we… I thought we would never meet again forever!" Han Min said. He sobbed as he buried his face in Bai Shijue's robe. "I thought… you've abandoned me…."

Bai Shijue felt pity for the old Han Min. He must've been waiting for so long for his visit, but the time gap between the mortal and immortal realm was so different. He didn't expect it had been this long in the mortal realm.

"How old are you now, Han Min?"

"I… I am 114 years old, Master Bai. I should've died about twenty years ago, but the training you gave me and my daily worship ritual towards you somehow prolonged my age. So I keep worshipping you every day, hoping I could meet you again one day."

"114… that means it has been a hundred years since my departure…." 

"Yes, Master Bai! I thought you'd forgotten about me, so I… so I allowed them to worship you. I wish you'll listen to all of us worshipping you, and you will return to the mortal realm."

"I'm sorry, Master Bai. I promised you not to worship, but I can't hold it. I can't hold this feeling of wanting to meet you again!" Han Min said. 

[I've left him for a century, and he didn't forget about me. In fact, he actually established a religion worshipping me, with the hope that I could listen to his prayer and returned just for a visit.]

[Sigh, if only Han Shun could be as good as Han Min. It always makes me wonder what did I do wrong to that kid. I've raised him far longer than I raised Han Min, giving him everything he needed. I even bathe him!]

[That ungrateful little— well, ungrateful big bastard!] 

Yunyu couldn't help but compare Han Shun with Han Min. He regretted that he didn't take care of Han Min more, and maybe… maybe he just spoiled Han Shun too much. That could be Han Shun's descent into the darkness.

"Han Min, let's have a talk, okay? Can you release my legs?"

"No! I—I'm afraid that Master Bai will disappear if I don't hug you! I want to spend more time with Master Bai!" Han Min refused and cried even harder. "I—I see Master Bai as my father. I don't want you to leave!"

"Father…" 

Bai Yunyu had many children with Han Ye Gege's incarnation across the transmigration worlds. He raised them all right, but he never saw his real son with God Han Ye.

Now, someone else called him father and genuinely wanted his presence…

[Pupa, I wonder if my real son actually loves me.]