my son is the king

Chapter 118 The Protagonist's Little Padded Jacket
The Xia family is one of the three most powerful forces in Baimang City, and its mansion is located in the most prosperous part of the main street.

As soon as Xia Chen returned home, his father sent someone to look for him in Xia Hou.

Xia Chen followed the servants all the way to the courtyard where his father lived. He took a deep breath and walked in slowly.

Ever since he could remember, his father had been very indifferent to him, and after he was unable to cultivate, his father even persuaded him to give up many times.

Xia Chen walked into the living room, and saw a man with his back to the door, admiring the paintings on the wall.

The painting is a picture of the Akino Mountains, which depicts the sunset mountains in autumn, with a few tigers and strange beasts mixed in.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Xia Chen walked in and said calmly.

He didn't call his father, and he still had a lot of resentment towards his father in his heart.

Since he was unable to cultivate, not only the outsiders ridiculed him, but he also didn't feel any human touch in this Xia family.

"Where did you go today?" Xia Hou asked lightly.

"It's okay to go outside to relax," Xia Chen replied.

"Our Xia family's restaurant in Black Rock City will open next month, so you can go over there and be in charge," Xia Hou said after thinking for a while.

"The family competition is not over yet, and you arranged my fate," Xia Chen said mockingly, "I'm really that bad!"

"You're not bad, but some things can't be solved with hard work." Xia Hou turned around and said slowly: "Give up those meaningless dreams of cultivating the Tao, and the family will protect you. Isn't it good to be an ordinary person? "

"I'll go back if you have nothing to do," Xia Chen said coldly, feeling a little bored.

"Think about it carefully," Xia Hou waved his hand, and walked into the inner room alone.

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Xia Chen walked out of his father's courtyard, with a mocking smile on his lips, "It's for my own good, but it's because I'm afraid that I will become a shame to the Xia family, and they want to drive me out of Baimang City as soon as possible."

Xia Chen walked towards the dilapidated courtyard where he lived with a feeling of reluctance, but was suddenly stopped by a clear voice on the way.

"Brother Chen, why did you go just now? I've been looking for you for a long time," I saw a girl in a blue dress running towards Xia Chen.

The girl is like a lotus flower floating out of the water, emerging from the mud but not stained, washing the ripples without being demonic.

Her skin is like snow, her hair is tied in two braids on both sides, her small cherry mouth is pure and lovely, especially those big twinkling eyes.

Like a pool of clear water, when you look forward to it, it can make everything look pale.

The long skirt worn by the girl was bound by a light blue belt, and the slender waist looked very slim.

"Ling'er, what's the matter?" Xia Chen saw the girl, his lifeless eyes suddenly smiled, and he couldn't help laughing in his heart.

I'm afraid that in the entire Xia family, this girl is the only one who really stands by her side, considers herself, and thinks of herself.

Zhou Qingling snorted softly, wrinkled Qiong's nose tightly, and said softly: "Is there nothing wrong, can't I find you?"

"No, I didn't mean that," Xia Chen quickly explained, scratching his head anxiously, and said, "You can find me anytime."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore," the girl smiled through tears, grabbed the boy's hand, put a few pieces of spirit stones in the boy's palm, and said thoughtfully: "These are the spirit stones I received this month, you use them first. Bar."

"Ling'er, how many times have I told you that I won't take your cultivation resources, what do you use for them if you give them to me?" Xia Chen said resolutely.

"These low-level spirit stones are useless to me," the girl said proudly, with spirit energy surging from her body.

"Have you advanced to the foundation building stage?" Xia Chen was taken aback, happy for the girl from the bottom of her heart.

"Okay, Brother Chen, you can take it first, you need these more than I do, maybe you will be able to complete the body tempering and enter the Qi training state at some point." Zhou Qingling raised his small fist and encouraged: "It doesn't matter No matter what others say, you will always be the best in my heart."

Seeing the girl's eyes shining with hope, Xia Chen suddenly choked up, practicing, he wanted to practice, and he didn't want to disappoint the girl's expectations.

Even if so many people outside call him a waste, he is used to it, but he can't let the girl down.

Xia Chen squeezed the spirit stone in his hand hard, watching the girl leave happily like a lark, staring deeply.

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The night was getting darker, and the downpour that had been pouring all day finally stopped slowly.

The light rain was still floating in the air, dripping down along the green bricks and green tiles of the eaves.

The world at night looks brand new and brand new, even the air is much fresher.

Perhaps because of the rain, there was a faint coolness in the air.

Xia Chen lay on the bed rolling over and over, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

"You are the most powerful physique in the world, born with a sacred body," the old voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, echoing in his heart all the time.

"What's the value of me being used? Anyway, I'm already useless." Xia Chen sat up from the bed, clenching her fists as if she had made up her mind.

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He left Xia's house, and on this silent night, he walked alone in the light rain, his figure gradually dissipating in the gray night mist.

Xia Chen carried two jars of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and came to the outskirts of the Sunset Mountain Range nervously.

The familiar forest and the waterfall came into view.

"Senior, are you still there?" Xia Chen stood in front of the waterfall and shouted loudly.

Called several times, but no one answered.

"Could it be that the senior has already left, and I missed the opportunity," Xia Chen sat on the stone by the lake with a bad heart, opened a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and drank it by himself.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted around, Xia Chen wept while drinking, he was just a teenager after all.

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"Hey, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wine," the old voice suddenly sounded, with a surprised tone.

"Senior, you didn't leave?" Xia Chen felt that his already dry heart seemed to be raining in April, and asked in surprise.

"Oh, it's you little guy," AMTD said amusedly, "Why are you here again?"

"When I left today, I heard senior say that I missed the taste of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, so I specially bought two jars for you," Xia Chen said hastily.

"You have something to ask of me," AMTD said with a smile, "Let's say yes first, I can drink wine, but if I agree to your matter, I'll talk about it later."

Xia Chen only felt an invisible aura suddenly disperse. Under this aura, he felt like a solitary boat on the vast sea, as small as a speck of dust.

When Xia Chen regained consciousness, the sweet-scented osmanthus wine beside her was gone.

(End of this chapter)