Chapter 1588: A Family Reunion

The little boy gritted his teeth, puffed up with anger, and charged at Xiao Fan with an iron sword in his hand.

"Lier, who are you talking to?"

At that moment… Zhao Yanfu walked in from outside the courtyard.

As soon as she entered, she saw the boy about to slash someone with a sword.

And that person he was about to slash!

Was… the boy's father?!

"This… Xiao Fan?!"

Zhao Yanfu stood frozen in place, her face full of shock, unable to believe that everything before her was real!

There had just been a violent tremor in the city, so she had gone out to inquire about the situation, fearing that danger might be targeting the child.

Just as Zhao Yanfu was stunned.

The boy had already leaped up, holding the sword with both hands, and slashed toward Xiao Fan's head.

"Good Aura…"

Xiao Fan said with a smile, not showing any anger.

The boy was probably just over four years old.

But his strength was truly astonishing, and his Aura was immense!

"Bang."

Xiao Fan extended his right hand and gently pinched the tip of the sword with two fingers, preventing the iron sword in the boy's hand from moving an inch further.

"You… let go!" The little boy puffed up, using all his strength, but he couldn't even pull the iron sword back.

"If I let go, should I let you keep slashing your father?" Xiao Fan chuckled, slowly raising his other hand.

This gesture of his really scared the little boy.

The person opposite him had easily pinched the iron sword; his strength… wasn't it even greater!

The hand Xiao Fan had raised was slowly descending toward the boy's head.

The boy tried desperately to pull the sword back, but it was useless…

"Father, see you in the next life…" The little boy's face showed despair as he closed his eyes.

But his hands, gripping the sword, had not yet let go!

But then…

The person in front of him didn't strike, but instead rubbed his head.

Xiao Fan was actually amused by the boy's final words.

Your father is right in front of you, and you just start slashing with a sword!

Fortunately, he wasn't an ordinary person… otherwise, he really would have seen him in the next life.

But at the same time, he felt very heartbroken.

He was fully responsible for the boy becoming like this!

Others might not understand the boy's experiences, but Xiao Fan understood very well.

It was caused by being in an unsafe environment for a long time.

So, as soon as he saw someone, he would become vigilant.

"Hmm?" The little boy was surprised; his head hadn't shattered?

He opened his eyes slightly and saw Xiao Fan easily snatch the long sword from his hand, throw it on the ground, and scoop him up.

"I told you I am your father, why don't you believe me?"

Xiao Fan chuckled, looking at his son, who had a dazed look on his face.

Then he turned and looked at Zhao Yanfu, saying softly, "You've worked hard all these years, Yanfu."

"You… you really are Xiao Fan." Tears streamed down Zhao Yanfu's face.

She had recognized him the moment she saw Xiao Fan teasing the child.

But in her heart, she still couldn't believe it.

Xiao Fan had really returned!

He had returned so soon!

"Of course it's me." Xiao Fan smiled.

The dazed boy saw his mother crying, and although anger had originally welled up in his heart…

He was just young, not stupid.

Just now, his mother said… this person is Xiao Fan!

Could it be… that he really is his father?

While the boy was stunned, Zhao Yanfu rushed over and wailed in Xiao Fan's arms, wanting to cry out all the grievances of the past few years.

Xiao Fan held the child in one arm, while his other hand gently stroked Zhao Yanfu, comforting her softly, "I'm back, don't cry… rest assured, from now on I will protect you well, and I won't let you or the child suffer any grievances."

Although Xiao Fan appeared gentle and calm at this moment.

Endless icy coldness rose in his eyes, and the fury in his heart had already erupted!

But he didn't want to lose his temper in front of his wife and child.

He was controlling it… trying his absolute best to control it!

"Lier, quickly call him Father… he is your father." Zhao Yanfu hurriedly said to the boy.

"You, are you really my father?" The boy looked at Xiao Fan in disbelief.

"Of course." Xiao Fan smiled and kissed his son on the cheek.

The boy didn't seem happy; instead, he wiped his face, still in a daze.

Was he shunned by his son?

Xiao Fan sighed inwardly.

"Mother, didn't you say it would take a long time for Father to come back?" The boy asked blankly.

"He, he came back early… quickly call him Father!" Zhao Yanfu urged, sounding slightly annoyed.

"Father?"

"Yes."

"Are you really my father?"

"I really am your father!"

The little boy scratched his head, thought for a moment, and instantly became happy.

"I have a father, I finally have a father… Hahahaha…"

The little boy danced with joy in Xiao Fan's arms.

Then he took the initiative to kiss Xiao Fan.

The boy was too young; only now did he dare to be certain that the young man in the white robe before him was his father!

"Yanfu, you've suffered grievances all these years…" Xiao Fan held Zhao Yanfu's hand and said softly.

"No, it wasn't hard…"

Zhao Yanfu shook her head, her face looking much more haggard than it had a few years ago.

In a godforsaken place like Youming Prefecture, while also being shunned by the clansmen, it would be strange if life were easy.

"Let's go… Husband will take you to vent your anger. Today, whoever you want to kill, we will kill; even if we slaughter the city, it doesn't matter!!"

Xiao Fan smiled, wiping the tears from the corners of Zhao Yanfu's eyes.

"Hmm???"

Zhao Yanfu was stunned: "Xiao Fan… you, what are you doing!"

"Vent your anger!!"