Chapter 88

In the early morning, the ancient castle in the small town of Huawei was bathed in the golden light of the rising sun, as if it had been draped in a golden coat. This stone-built castle, which had stood for several centuries, not only had a long history but also had several owners with legendary backgrounds.

To this day, the castle belongs to an Eastern man who can be considered a miracle, a hereditary duke who had not appeared for decades.

Banderuo, who is already 103 years old, has been the castle's steward for many years. Despite his age, he remains robust, a testament to the benefits bestowed upon him by his master. Even with a large family and hundreds of staff at his disposal, Banderuo still insists on personally cleaning his master's bedroom every morning, a routine he has maintained for over sixty years without interruption.

To him, his master is like his second parents, his everything. Even though it has been a long time since he last heard any news about his master, Banderuo remains steadfast in his belief that one day, his master will return.

After thoroughly cleaning the master's bedroom, Banderuo smiled contentedly and murmured, "I wonder how many more years I have left to live, and whether I will see my master again."

Walking through the streets of the small town of Huawei, revisiting old places, made Su Yang feel a sense of coming home.

A moment later, the castle came into view, and a faint smile appeared on Su Yang's lips.

Walking on the tree-lined path in front of the castle, suddenly, a snow-white horse galloped towards him. A beautiful girl with fiery red hair and a high ponytail sat on the horse, stopping just two meters in front of Su Yang.

"Far traveler from the East, this is Sir Su's private estate. Please leave," the girl said politely, her eyes curious.

As Banderuo's great-granddaughter, Chris grew up listening to stories about Su Yang's various wonders, which gave her a special fondness for Eastern people. Otherwise, she would not have been so polite. Known as the "little pepper" in the castle, she usually had a poor attitude towards intruders.

Su Yang's gaze lingered on Chris's face, and he asked thoughtfully, "What is your relationship with Banderuo?"

"Do you know my great-grandfather's name? Do you know him?" Chris looked at Su Yang suspiciously and cracked a whip.

"Ha, it hasn't been that many years, and Banderuo already has a great-granddaughter!"

"How can you be so impolite, calling my great-grandfather by his name and even calling him a 'kid'?"

Chris leaped off the horse, landing gracefully in front of Su Yang, and frowned, "You are not welcome here. Leave immediately."

Su Yang shrugged, "This is my property. Why should I leave?"

"Ridiculous. This is your last chance. Otherwise, don't blame me if you get hurt."

Su Yang felt a sense of familiarity with the headstrong Chris, being a direct descendant of his old subordinate. He wouldn't take it to heart and instead felt a playful urge, smiling, "Are you that good?"

Chris snorted, "Since you are so disrespectful, I'll show you the power of Chinese kung fu."

With that, Chris turned her body and punched with the speed of the wind, aiming for Su Yang's abdomen. The punch was sharp and powerful, containing a significant amount of internal energy. Most astonishingly, as she punched, there were three overlapping shadows, making it hard to distinguish which was real.

"It seems Banderuo loves you very much, even teaching you the 'Phantom Demon Fist.' However, your skill is still lacking, only able to create three shadows. It will probably take you another thirty to fifty years to reach the peak of nine shadows."

Su Yang, as if teaching a junior, remained still, his body swaying like a willow leaf, making it impossible for Chris to even touch his clothes.

Chris, who was deeply loved by Banderuo and was the only one in the fourth generation to learn the complete Phantom Demon Fist, had an excellent foundation from a young age. She was almost unmatched among her peers in the family. However, facing Su Yang, she couldn't even touch his clothes, which made her panic.

Feeling that he had played enough, Su Yang suddenly pointed at Chris's fist, and a powerful true essence force surged into her meridians.

In less than a few breaths, he had forcibly opened all her previously blocked meridians. At that moment, Chris felt a sense of comfort and, when she subconsciously punched again, she created five shadows.

"Heaven! Is this my Phantom Demon Fist?"

Chris was startled, stepping back two steps, and looked at Su Yang in surprise, "What did you do to me?"

"I just helped you clear your meridians. With this, you have a chance to reach the peak of the Phantom Demon Fist within three years."

Su Yang smiled, "Alright, take me to your great-grandfather. I've missed him a lot over the years."

Only then did Chris recall Su Yang's earlier words, "This is my property."

At the same time, she finally noticed the resemblance between this Eastern man and the castle's owner, whose portrait hung in the grand hall of the castle.

"Could you be..." Chris's mind was clearly in a mess, and her words were incoherent.

"Riding a horse is too slow. I'll take you there."

Su Yang smiled, grabbed Chris, and with a swift step, they were already hundreds of meters away, heading straight for the castle.

At the castle gate, Banderuo saw a man dragging his beloved great-granddaughter approaching at an astonishing speed and became tense. Despite his age, he was still very agile. He stomped his foot, rushed out over ten meters, and his joints crackled like popping beans. His body seemed to grow larger.

However, Su Yang was even faster. They were originally a few hundred meters apart, but in the moment Banderuo rushed out, the distance was reduced to less than fifty meters.

Banderuo finally saw the man's face. He, who was already gathering all his strength for the "Sun Breaking Great Technique," suddenly froze, tears streaming down his face, "Master, you're back! Am I dreaming?"

Su Yang calmly landed in front of Banderuo, released the shocked Chris, and patted Banderuo's shoulder, smiling, "In broad daylight, how can it be a dream? I told you before, as long as you live long enough, you will see me again."

Banderuo was a steward personally appointed by Su Yang, loyal to the core. It could be said that if Su Yang gave an order, even to betray the country, Banderuo would do it without hesitation.

After Su Yang left, Banderuo continued to fulfill his duties as a steward, managing the castle meticulously. Using the resources left by Su Yang, he established a family company that rivaled any top British enterprise.

To this day, the company is worth billions, and most of Banderuo's descendants work in this company, which he named "Light of the East."

Banderuo, now trembling with excitement, tightly held Su Yang's hand, "Master, you're finally back. I've waited for you. It seems God has heard my prayers."

"You're old, be more composed," Su Yang allowed Banderuo to hold his hand, laughing, "Come, show me around the castle. Has anything changed?"

"Master, I've been taking care of the house for you. Nothing has changed. Everything is exactly as it was when you left," Banderuo wiped away his tears, proud.

At this moment, Chris couldn't help but interject, "Grandpa, are you sure you haven't made a mistake? It's been over sixty years, but he looks so young."

Banderuo, who usually doted on her, glared at her, "What do you know? The master has created more miracles than you've eaten meals."

Chris, feeling rebuffed, pouted and ran off in a huff. Banderuo was about to scold her but was stopped by Su Yang, who laughed, "Alright, you're still as stubborn as ever. Do I seem like someone who would hold a grudge against a junior?"

"Let's go, show me around."

"Yes, Master."

Led by Banderuo, Su Yang stepped into the castle, where he had lived for a long time, and many precious memories came flooding back.

"Let's go to the basement," Su Yang stopped in front of a row of bookshelves, thinking of another old friend he was about to meet.

Banderuo also stopped and replied, "Master, since you left, the castle's basement has been sealed, and no one has entered it, not even me."

The basement contained many valuable items collected by Su Yang, including two items that only existed in legends.

When Su Yang left Britain, he instructed Banderuo to guard the basement well and not to reveal its existence unless necessary. Banderuo had faithfully followed this order.

Placing his palm on a black ancient book in the row of bookshelves, Su Yang released a bit of true essence force, and the book, which was actually made of fine iron, slid inward.

With a series of mechanical sounds, the row of bookshelves opened, revealing a narrow path leading downward.

"Come in with me," Su Yang, who had complete trust in Banderuo, gestured.

Banderuo, however, remained still, shaking his head, "Master, I'll stay here to guard, to avoid any trouble."

Seeing his determination, Su Yang did not persuade him further. He had known Banderuo to be a rigid and responsible person from the beginning, which was why he trusted him so much.

At the basement door, a massive ten-ton, eight-foot-tall bronze door with no lock or mechanism, only a palm-sized indentation at the bottom.

This design was Su Yang's consideration for the basement's security. To enter, one would need to lift the bronze door with one arm, or even a power drill would be ineffective.

Standing in front of the bronze door, Su Yang quietly gathered his true essence force and effortlessly lifted the door. When it reached the height of his head, he swiftly entered, and the door closed with a loud thud.