Chapter 800: A Child to Inherit the Family Business?
A stretched Rolls-Royce glided to a silent stop before the gates of the luxurious Yu Clan Manor.
The car window descended smoothly, revealing Shen Anyu in the back seat. A faint smile touched his lips as he surveyed the estate. "As expected of the thousand-year-old Yu Clan..."
Today marked the seventh day since the passing of the Yu Clan's elders. Shen Anyu and Yu Guannan had arrived in Guangcheng, the ancestral seat of Yanxia's Yu Clan. This city was the clan's bedrock, and for generations, they had reigned as the undisputed titans of the southeast.
Before them lay a sprawling manor covering hundreds of acres. The opulence and elegance of the Yu Clan's ancestral home were a given; even a royal palace would be hard-pressed to surpass it. The pear blossoms in the courtyard seemed to glow under the moon, and willow catkins drifted on the gentle breeze over the pond—every detail whispered of immense wealth and heritage.
Hearing Shen Anyu's praise, a shadow of sorrow flickered in Yu Guannan's beautiful eyes. This vast ancestral home now held only her. The Yu Clan's direct lineage and most of its branch families had been slaughtered by Zhang Zhiyun.
Just then, a warmth enveloped her small hand. She looked up to see Shen Anyu's steady, reassuring gaze fixed upon her, and a sweetness instantly bloomed in her heart, chasing away some of the chill.
Before she could speak, Shen Anyu leaned close, his breath tickling her ear as he chuckled softly. "In the future, we could always have a child or two take your name. Give the Yu Clan an heir to inherit all this?"
"Really?" Yu Guannan asked, her voice clear. There was no coyness in her tone, only a brilliant light that ignited in her eyes. She hadn't dared to imagine that Shen Anyu would be willing to let one of their descendants carry on the Yu Clan's legacy.
"Of course," Shen Anyu said, a smirk playing on his lips. "Have ten or eight, and let one or two carry the Yu name. It's no trouble at all."
'Ten or eight?'
A faint blush crept across Yu Guannan's honey-colored skin, but she didn't shyly lower her head. Instead, she began to consider the proposition with startling seriousness.
As the carefully cultivated heiress of Yanxia's Yu Clan, the eldest miss of the family, Yu Guannan was a true daughter of heaven. Her mind was sharp and rational, always weighing the costs and benefits. In her view, since Shen Anyu could help her avenge the massacre of her clan, and since she held a growing affection for him, it was only right that she follow him for the rest of her life and fulfill her end of their bargain.
And perpetuating the Yu Clan, ensuring its legacy continued, was a duty she had already contemplated. She could not allow a thousand-year-old lineage to be severed in her hands. Her only hesitation had been that for something as significant as having a child carry her family name, Shen Anyu might not agree. She had been deliberating on how to even broach the subject.
Now that he had proposed it himself, Yu Guannan was overcome with a wave of joy and deep gratitude. She was already thinking about how she could possibly repay him. As this thought crossed her mind, she stole a glance at Shen Anyu, her beautiful eyes filled with a new depth of emotion.
[Ding! The Destined Heroine Yu Guannan's affection has surged. Plundering +9999 Destiny Value!]
Shen Anyu found the situation rather amusing. It was no loss for him, after all; he wasn't the one who would be giving birth. Still, he had no immediate plans for children. As an immortal cultivator with a long lifespan ahead of him, he felt no pressing need for heirs.
Children to inherit the family business? Heh. His eighteenth-generation descendants would likely live and die before he even aged a day. He would be the black-haired youth seeing off generations of white-haired ancestors. In that regard, Shen Anyu felt no urgency whatsoever.
However, if Yu Guannan truly wanted them, he wouldn't mind giving her a few.
His gaze swept over the woman beside him. Only now, taking the time to truly appreciate her, did he realize just how magnificent Yu Guannan was. It wasn't just her unique honey-toned skin or the soft, elegant lines of her cheeks. Her features held a perfect fusion of feminine charm and heroic spirit. And looking down... her curvaceous figure was truly astonishing, rising and falling like distant mountain ranges, outlining a perfect silhouette.
More than that, Yu Guannan had practiced martial arts since she was a child. Her muscles were taut and powerful. Tsk, tsk. Those long legs looked strong enough to crush steel.
"What are you doing? You can't just park in front of the Yu Clan's gates!"
A Yu Clan guard, seeing the unfamiliar Rolls-Royce blocking the main entrance, strode forward, a sense of sorrow rising in his chest. In the clan's heyday, who would have dared to block their main gate without a prior announcement? It would have been an act of audacious disrespect.
But now, with the clan nearly wiped out by the Tianshi Sect's Young Sect Leader, Zhang Zhiyun, the Yu Clan's power was crumbling. Countless predators were circling, testing the waters, eager to devour the weakened behemoth. Though the direct lineage and most branches were gone, the clan's immense wealth and resources remained, a tempting prize for any vulture.
"Ah, Eldest Miss..." The guard's stern demeanor vanished the moment he walked past Shen Anyu's side of the car and saw Yu Guannan in the left rear seat. His expression shifted instantly to one of deep respect as he bowed his head.
Yu Guannan ignored the guard. She stepped out of the car, walked around to the right side, and personally opened the door for Shen Anyu.
Seeing this, the nearby guards were stunned. Who could possibly warrant their Eldest Miss opening a car door for him? Who was this impossibly handsome young man?
"Brother Shen, is it really appropriate for you to appear at an occasion like this?" After getting out, Yu Guannan's beautiful eyes rested on Shen Anyu's face. The Yu Clan and the Shen Clan had been at odds for years. If not mortal enemies, they were at the very least factions that never interacted. For him, the Young Master of Yanxia's Shen Clan, to attend the Yu Clan's seventh-day memorial service—and to attend it with her—was bound to cause a massive uproar.
"I've come as the Yu Clan's future son-in-law. It's perfectly appropriate," Shen Anyu replied with a slight, disarming smile.
The Yu Clan and the Shen Clan were indeed sworn enemies. If Shen Anyu hadn't awakened his memories, the Yu Clan would likely have allied with Ye Yan, the Child of Destiny from the mountains, to deal with the Shen Clan. That was precisely why Shen Anyu had used Zhang Zhiyun as a blade to dismantle them.
But now, the Yu Clan's direct line consisted of only Yu Guannan. She had become his woman, and was even contemplating bearing him ten or eight children. Naturally, all past grudges had vanished into thin air.
"Let's go." Shen Anyu bent his left arm, offering it to her. "On an occasion like this, I will be by your side."
A smile bloomed on Yu Guannan's face. She gracefully linked her arm through his, and together, they walked toward the Yu Clan Manor.
It wasn't until the couple had disappeared from sight that the respectfully bowed guards dared to raise their heads. They looked at each other, their faces etched with shock and disbelief.
"Brother Shen? Could that handsome young man be... Young Master Shen? Are the rumors true? Is the Eldest Miss really with Young Master Shen?"
"The proof is right before our eyes. How could it be false? Didn't you see how close they were? Our Eldest Miss has always been so proud. Would an ordinary man ever catch her eye?"
"If this were in the past, it would be unbelievable. Our Yu Clan and the Shen Clan had such a terrible relationship, and now... they're together."
"This is a good thing! With Young Master Shen's support, who would dare to covet our Yu Clan now?"
Hearing this, the eyes of the guards lit up. They were all born and raised within the Yu Clan, their ancestors having served the family for centuries. They naturally wished for the clan's prosperity. If the Yu Clan collapsed, they would lose the comfortable lives they had always known. Don't mistake them for simple guards; a prime minister's doorman was still a seventh-rank official. In the Yu Clan's prime, even billionaires would offer them cigarettes with a deferential smile, and they might not even deign to accept.
As for the old feud with the Shen Clan? What did that have to do with them?
"Oh no..." one of the guards suddenly blurted out, his expression changing drastically as if he'd just remembered something terrible. "Fifth Master seems to be trying to find a man for the Eldest Miss... I'm afraid this is going to be bad..."
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