CHAPTER 1794: CHAPTER 1794: BARBARIAN CLAN JAIL

Bai Ruozhu couldn’t help but twitch her lips. She hadn’t figured out how to tell her parents, but her precious son had already spilled the beans!

This little baby, not even three years old, knows so much. She really can’t avoid discussing things with him in the future.

Jiao Ling stood up from the chair, looking incredibly nervous, her hands not knowing where to place themselves.

"Mom said you have a red mark on your thigh since birth, it seems it’s still there now that you’re grown up." Jiao Ling squeezed out these words after quite a while.

Bai Ruozhu quickly looked at her father, not knowing that he had a red mark on his thigh, but seeing her mother’s shocked expression indicated that Jiao Ling was right.

"Are we really siblings?" Bai Yihong finally found his voice, but his throat was dry and his voice trembled severely, sounding awful as if he was sawing.

Jiao Ling suddenly laughed, "I was born before you."

Bai Yihong was embarrassed, scratching his head, saying, "You look much younger than me."

After these words, Lin Ping’er and Bai Ruozhu both felt heartache. Bai Yihong was quite good-looking, but having worked like a horse for the Bai Family’s old mansion for decades, always out in the fields facing the elements, how could he not appear aged?

"You’re saying, your child is already so big." As Jiao Ling spoke, she suddenly burst into tears, scaring Bai Yihong out of knowing what to do.

Bai Ruozhu quickly stepped forward to help Jiao Ling sit down, "Aunt, don’t be sad. My dad doesn’t know anything yet; explain it to him properly."

Others didn’t know, but she knew Jiao Ling was thinking about her own daughter.

She couldn’t understand what kind of person Wei Yu was, how he could use his own daughter to raise poisonous insects?

Sitting down on both sides, Bai Ruozhu’s room seemed a bit cramped, so Lin Ping’er simply invited everyone to the hall, asking the maid to bring a cloth for Jiao Ling to wipe her face, and served tea and dim sum.

After drinking some tea, Jiao Ling’s emotions stabilized, and she slowly recounted the events.

Bai Yihong’s face turned darker as he listened, finally remaining silent for a long time before asking, "What is the awakening mark?"

He had been abandoned by his parents due to lack of education. Though he later learned he was not their biological child, he still felt deeply hurt.

His birth mother also left him because he wasn’t outstanding enough.

"Brother, mom really didn’t want to leave you. The great elder forcibly took mom and me away back then. She resisted desperately, which led to severe postpartum hemorrhage, and even now she’s in poor health, unable to travel far. Otherwise, she would definitely come to find you herself." Jiao Ling wiped the corners of her eyes, "In mom’s eyes, we were all her most precious treasures, and the one she feels most sorry for and thinks of most is you."

"I understand." Bai Yihong replied gloomily, clearly not fully accepting it.

Jiao Ling didn’t say much more, rolling up her sleeve to show him her awakening mark, a red mark shaped like a lively little bird.

Bai Yihong’s face turned paler, "The mark on my thigh doesn’t have a clear shape, so it’s not awakened?"

Jiao Ling nodded, "It’s actually quite good not to be a Jiuli. The Jiuli clan has too many rules."

The room fell silent, Lin Ping’er didn’t know how to comfort Bai Yihong, and Bai Ruozhu sat beside him, lost in thought.

She had a red fish-shaped birthmark; could it be related to the Jiuli’s awakening mark? And was the ability to access the space when touching the birthmark because the Jiuli people with awakening marks have spaces?

Bai Ruozhu found it somewhat terrifying. How powerful could the Jiuli clan possibly be?

Jiao Ling talked a lot with Bai Yihong about Jiao Yunyun, and Bai Ruozhu also learned some things about Jiuli, becoming more curious about the tribe. Is every Jiuli person highly talented?

Thinking of Fen Jiu’s powerful inner strength and martial arts, Bai Ruozhu guessed he could face off alone against Xuan Jizi and Lin Lian.

Until Fen Jiu came to pick up Jiao Ling, the Bai Family seemed a bit bewildered, and Bai Yihong was somewhat lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bai Ruozhu saw her mother intending to comfort him, quickly tugged at her and whispered, "Dad is stronger and has more ideas than we think, let him figure it out by himself."

Lin Ping’er nodded and sighed, "I feel quite sympathetic towards his mom. Your dad should go see her."

"If dad decides to go, I’ll accompany him. I also want to see what the Jiuli clan is like." Bai Ruozhu expressed her interest.

"Calm down, you are still carrying two in your belly." Lin Ping’er unceremoniously threw cold water on her.

Meanwhile, in the barbarian tribe of the Western Regions, the imprisoned Yingtong finally saw the person behind the attack—Prince Sangdian.

"Sangdian, we’ve always stayed out of each other’s business. What are you doing? Do you want to start a war with the Western Regions?" Yingtong yelled furiously at him as soon as she saw him.

Beside her, Chu Hai stood coldly, blocking Yingtong, afraid she would be harmed.

Sangdian stood up from his throne, laughing loudly as he descended, "Yingtong, do you think you’re in Gaochang? Be careful, if I get upset, I’ll take action against you!"

Chu Hai kicked him, but his movement was weak and powerless, Sangdian easily dodged, sneering, "You’re arrogant despite being affected by the Qi-dispersing powder, aren’t you asking for a beating?"

With a gesture, two towering barbarian guards came forward, quickly knocking down Chu Hai and starting to punch and kick him.

Chu Hai couldn’t use his inner strength, relying only on his body to evade. He was in severe pain but gritted his teeth without making a sound, while Yingtong was crying anxiously beside him, desperately pulling at the two, "Stop it, the Western Regions won’t let you off! My father will definitely kill you!"

Unfortunately, the barbarian guards didn’t understand this sentiment. With a wave of his hand, one guard threw her aside, and she hit her head against the wall, fainting directly.

Sangdian watched Chu Hai get beaten unconscious before calling his subordinates to stop and had them thrown back into the prison cell.

Bai Zebo and some guards were held in a nearby cell. Since Bai Zebo didn’t have much inner strength, the Qi-dispersing powder didn’t affect him much. His attire seemed like a servant’s, so the barbarians didn’t pay much attention to him, even being too lazy to torture him.

He saw Yingtong and Chu Hai being thrown into a deeper part of the prison cell, his heart filled with fear, wanting to rescue them. But he was just a seventeen-year-old boy, unable to fend off even a single guard. What could he do?

Soon the food delivery arrived, providing the guards with a sumptuous dinner, and the guards went off to eat and drink happily. The food delivery person handed simple food into their cell.

"Are you people from Danliang?" The food delivery person suddenly grabbed Bai Zepei, who was receiving food at the gate, and asked in a low voice.

Bai Zebo was taken aback, remembering this food delivery person, who had been here three times, but this was the first time he spoke.