Junior Brother Pays Respect to You: Chapter 54 - Return to the Prince's Residence Again

September 30, 2025 Oyen 0 Comments

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Chapter 54: Return to the Prince's Residence Again

 

In the days that followed, Qin Zheng trained daily with the old man, learning the breathing techniques in hopes of aiding the upcoming Spirit Pillar reinforcement.

 

Meanwhile, Qin Su slept for another ten full days.

 

Finally, on the eleventh day, Qin Su—who had been lying in bed—suddenly appeared beside Qin Zheng as he was practicing.

 

The old man looked at Qin Su in surprise.

 

“This place is so hidden, and yet you still managed to find it?”

 

Qin Su didn’t reply—he just quietly stared at Qin Zheng.

 

Hearing the old man's voice, Qin Zheng completed a round of breath training and opened his eyes.

 

He turned and looked at Qin Su, who seemed no different from usual, and teased, “Looks like those twenty days weren’t wasted—you’ve recovered pretty well!”

 

Qin Su responded with a smug side glance.

 

The old man pointed to the ground and said to Qin Su, “Since you’re here, you might as well train here too. The spiritual energy in this place is abundant and can help you both recover your powers faster.”

 

However, just as the old man finished speaking, Qin Zheng stood up.

 

Patting the dust off himself, he said energetically, “Now that my junior brother is awake, shouldn't we head to the next location?”

 

He was planning to make a quick stop in Nanchuan to see some people before moving on.

 

The old man quickly objected, “That won’t do!”

 

“Even when your spiritual energy was at its peak, the two of you could only reinforce the Spirit Pillar seal together. Your power hasn’t fully recovered yet. I suggest you both stay here and recuperate.”

 

“There’s no need to rush. Just reinforcing one pillar is enough to keep the demons from passing through for now.”

 

“It will take about six months for your spiritual energy to fully recover. Here, I can guarantee your safety, and you won’t have to waste your power avoiding pursuit.”

 

Qin Zheng looked at the old man, then reluctantly said, “Then, can I at least make a trip to Nanchuan County?”

 

“I have some personal matters to take care of.”

 

The old man nodded. “Your spiritual energy is relatively low, but you’ve recovered well enough these days. If it’s important, go.”

 

With the old man’s approval, Qin Zheng turned to Qin Su and said, “I’ll make a trip down the mountain. You stay here and focus on your cultivation.”

 

But Qin Su firmly replied, “I can go with you.”

 

Qin Zheng looked troubled and said, “You should stay and train. The seal is no small matter—it’s not something to take lightly.”

 

He hadn’t intended to go so soon, but time seemed too short.

 

There were less than two years left before he would be expelled from the sect. He remembered that one year after the expulsion, he had arrived in Nanchuan, only to be told that both his parents had already passed away.

 

That meant if he didn’t visit them now, he might never get another chance.

 

So he had to go.

 

Besides, Nanchuan County was very close by.

 

Still, Qin Su wouldn’t budge—refusing to compromise.

 

At that moment, the old man finally spoke. He waved a hand and said, “No need to rush. I’ll give you three days to go take care of things in Nanchuan. After that, I’ll have other ways to help him boost his energy. But the training will be tougher than the current breathing techniques—can this young man handle that?”

 

Qin Su nodded without hesitation.

 

Qin Zheng looked at him helplessly. Why did it feel like Qin Su was becoming clingier?

 

Since the old man only gave them three days, Qin Zheng dared not waste a second and set out immediately.

 

When Qin Su was about to summon his flying sword, Qin Zheng quickly stopped him. “Let’s walk. I’m just visiting someone—we’ve got enough time.”

 

Qin Zheng remembered that they weren’t far from Nanchuan County.

 

And after all, this was a personal matter.

 

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Qin Zheng led Qin Su along the route he remembered, entering the familiar Nanchuan County and arriving at the gate of the Prince’s Residence.

 

Everything that happened the first time he crossed over was still fresh in his mind—this was where he had said goodbye to his father and mother.

 

The second time he returned, although his younger brother was very unfriendly, the steward of the residence had quietly told him that his mother had passed away in grief. After he disappeared for decades, even Wei Feiluan had stopped coming. She assumed Wei Feiluan had deceived her and became ill from longing, eventually passing away in sorrow. On her deathbed, she was still calling his name.

 

Although Qin Zheng had no memory of his parents at the time, hearing that someone had once cared so deeply for him moved him deeply.

 

So when he saw that the mission would take him near Nanchuan, he couldn’t resist the urge to visit.

 

At the very least, he wanted them to know that their child was doing well, and they didn’t need to worry anymore.

 

The Prince’s Residence looked just as splendid as before.

 

The gates were open, and two servants stood outside, glancing into the distance from time to time, seemingly waiting for someone.

 

When they saw Qin Zheng approaching the steps, they looked at him suspiciously.

 

Qin Zheng walked up to the gate with a bright smile and said to the servant on the left, “Go inform your prince that his son, the heir, has returned to visit him.”

 

The servant sneered at him. “Trying to impersonate someone? At least do your research first. The young master hasn’t left today—he’s still inside the residence.”

 

“You picked the wrong person to impersonate!”

 

He then glanced at his fellow servant and laughed.

 

“Go on, get lost.”

 

Qin Zheng glared at the servant trying to drive him away and reminded him, “Are you sure your prince only has one son?”

 

The servant looked at him, confused by what he meant, then walked over to his companion, and the two began whispering.

 

Qin Zheng had good hearing and clearly caught their conversation.

 

“This man says he’s the heir?”

 

The other servant thought for a moment and suddenly realized, “I’ve heard people in the residence talk in private—before our current heir, the prince did indeed have another son. But that heir was sent away at a young age to cultivate with the renowned Tianque Sect due to some strange illness.”

 

After saying that, he turned to study Qin Zheng. “It might be him. His features really do resemble the prince and princess. And that person next to him looks like a proper immortal too.”

 

Hearing that, Qin Zheng couldn’t help but glance at Qin Su: Why does he look like an immortal while I don’t? I clearly do too.

 

After their discussion, the servant returned to Qin Zheng with a much more respectful tone.

 

“Please wait here a moment. I’ll report your arrival immediately.”

 

Not long after, the servant returned, this time accompanied by a man who looked like a steward.

 

When the steward saw Qin Zheng, he was clearly a bit surprised. But having been in his position for so long, he quickly composed himself, bowed politely, and said, “Young master, please follow me inside.”

 

“Thank you,” Qin Zheng replied, and then led Qin Su through the gates of the royal residence.

 

The path was lined with blooming flowers—truly a lavish estate, worthy of its royal status.

 

Still, compared to the Tianque Sect, it fell a little short.

 

The steward led them to the front of the main hall.

 

At the door, the steward said, “Young heir, I’ve brought the guests.” Then he turned to Qin Zheng and Qin Su. “Please enter.”

 

Qin Zheng raised an eyebrow. Just now, the steward had called the person inside “young heir.”

 

So... the person inside was likely his younger brother by blood?

 

Qin Zheng stepped into the hall, and the steward left.

 

The hall was mostly empty. A man dressed in luxurious robes stood with his back to them, admiring a bonsai tree.

 

This must be the heir, Qin Zheng thought.

 

If he remembered right, his younger brother’s name was Lin Sui.

 

Hearing someone enter, Lin Sui slowly turned around to look at them.

 

When he saw Qin Zheng, Lin Sui smiled.

 

But Qin Zheng, no stranger to the ways of the world, could tell right away: the smile was only on his lips, not in his eyes.

 

As Lin Sui walked toward him, he said, “I heard my elder brother came back to visit father and mother?”

 

“I had my doubts at first, but now that I see you, I must admit the resemblance is there.”

 

Then Lin Sui’s face suddenly darkened. “You may look like Father and Mother, but I don’t want them to recall painful memories because of your face.”

 

“So please, take this silver and leave.”

 

Qin Zheng frowned at Lin Sui.

 

This was the same attitude Lin Sui had when Qin Zheng came down the mountain to visit last time.

 

Back then, he didn’t understand it. But now, suddenly, it made sense.

 

He’s afraid I’ll take back the position of heir.

 

“I only came here to check on Father and Mother and let them know I’m doing well—not to ask for silver.” Qin Zheng explained patiently.

 

“No need!” Lin Sui’s voice rose sharply. “Everyone already thinks you’re dead.”

 

Qin Zheng glared angrily at his brother.

 

At that moment, the steward reentered, carrying a pouch.

 

Following Lin Sui’s gesture, he handed the pouch to Qin Zheng.

 

Qin Zheng weighed it. It was likely filled with silver.

 

If this had been about anything else, he might have just taken the money and left.

 

But this was about his father and mother—he couldn’t walk away.

 

Though he was rebellious by nature, he still held feelings for his parents. And when he learned his mother had fallen ill from missing him, that emotion had only deepened.

 

With a cold laugh, Qin Zheng looked at Lin Sui and then loosened his grip.

 

Clatter.

 

The silver hit the floor.

 

Without another word, he turned around and took Qin Su by the hand.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

Seeing his parents didn’t have to involve a direct confrontation. He still had Qin Su—a secret weapon of sorts. With him, there was nowhere they couldn’t go.

 

The two of them left the hall in a hurry, heading toward the main gate.

 

“They’re not here?” Qin Su finally spoke up.

 

Qin Zheng smiled. “We’ll see them. There are ways.”

 

But before they reached the gate, they spotted a group of servants in the distance.

 

Surrounded by attendants, an older woman slowly made her way into the residence.

 

Qin Zheng looked around—there was nowhere to step aside.

 

When the woman looked up, her gaze landed directly on Qin Zheng.

 

Surprise flickered across her once-calm face.

 

She hurried forward and reached up to touch Qin Zheng’s cheeks with both hands, crying out without a trace of doubt: “Zheng’er!”

 

Qin Zheng looked at the worn, haggard woman before him and gently took her hands in his own.

 

From behind, Lin Sui’s voice rang out: “Mother, you’ve mistaken him for someone else again! This man is a fraud—he’s pretending to be your son just because he happens to look a bit like Father and you!”

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