CHAPTER 1183: CHAPTER 1183: HE’S BACK! (THIRD UPDATE)

When Ye Qiu’s face appeared in the livestream, his striking white hair and sharply defined features immediately set the chatroom ablaze.

"Is that really him?"

"So handsome!"

The comments exploded instantly. Ye Qiu’s face was indeed very similar to the man in the video, suggesting they were the same person.

However, some remained skeptical, claiming that the silver-haired man might be an imposter hired by Huo Qian.

After reading the comments, Huo Qian was even more frustrated. Despite this, he felt helpless, knowing that arguing on the livestream was useless. So he looked to Ye Qiu for help.

Ye Qiu saw the look in Huo Qian’s eyes and knew he wanted him to recreate that scene of ice and fire.

Ye Qiu shook his head, believing that martial arts weren’t meant for show.

Huo Qian sighed in resignation. Ye Qiu’s figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from the camera, leaving only Huo Qian’s face in view. Everyone watching the livestream felt as if a flash blinded them.

"Where’s the silver-haired man?"

"Why did he disappear?"

"Haha, he must be fake, or else why would he run away?"

Once again, the comments surged. Just as Ye Qiu’s appearance had caused Huo Qian’s livestream numbers to skyrocket geometrically, within less than ten minutes, the viewership had reached over ten million, achieving the level of a super streamer.

Unfortunately, Ye Qiu’s absence from the camera disappointed many viewers.

But the discussion about Ye Qiu did not die down; instead, it grew more intense.

"I heard the silver-haired man appeared just now?"

"Indeed, just a minute ago. You could’ve seen him if you’d tuned in a bit earlier."

"Do you guys think he’s real or fake?"

"I think he’s real. Both the hair color and that face resemble the guy in the video."

In the livestream chat, many people debated over whether the silver-haired man’s appearance was genuine, leading to a heated argument without Huo Qian needing to say anything, causing the viewership to keep climbing.

The account has been skyrocketing in popularity from an unknown position among thousands of streamers to breaking into the top one thousand within mere minutes, then entering the top hundred most popular streamers in under five minutes, and within another five minutes, entering the top ten, finally surpassing the top popular streamer’s account to claim the number one spot for popularity.

Huo Qian’s account went viral, and together with Ye Qiu, he became an internet celebrity, officially rising to become a top streamer.

After ending the livestream, Huo Qian felt a bit embarrassed, "Brother Ye, I was wrong just now. I cared too much about proving it to them."

"Forget it. You don’t understand martial arts, so I won’t blame you," Ye Qiu replied.

"I’m glad you don’t mind," Huo Qian breathed a sigh of relief. Although he and Ye Qiu had known each other for a long time, the long gap without meeting left him feeling a sense of distance. Especially with Ye Qiu’s aura, like a deity, calm and ethereal, he felt a spiritual reverence, making him realize why his father insisted on maintaining a good relationship with Ye Qiu. His father had probably noticed Ye Qiu’s extraordinary nature early on.

It was at this moment that someone knocked on the door, and Huo Qian went to open it, surprised to find it was his father.

Huo Qian’s father had arrived.

"You rascal, having a meal with Mr. Ye without telling your father," Mr. Huo scolded as soon as he entered, then turned to Ye Qiu with a smile, "Mr. Ye, long time no see."

"Uncle Huo," Ye Qiu replied.

"Can’t bear that, can’t bear that. Mr. Ye’s reputation in the Capital City has soared. I thought you would return to ZS City after that, but you disappeared for more than half a year," Mr. Huo said.

Ye Qiu smiled slightly. When Mr. Huo addressed him as Mr. Ye, he realized that Mr. Huo must have learned about his deeds in the Capital City.

However, on second thought, it made sense. The Huo family was a powerful and influential family in ZS City, and despite their enterprises not being as large as Longjia, they had enough connections to learn about significant events in the Capital City.

Meanwhile, Huo Qian was somewhat dumbfounded by his father’s address of Ye Qiu as Mr. Ye, which was unlike his usual behavior.

Huo Qian harbored curiosity but couldn’t question his father at this moment, choosing instead to suppress his doubts.

"Mr. Ye." At this point, an elderly man behind Mr. Huo saluted Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow, "Uncle Ying."

Uncle Ying was the Huo family’s butler and a martial arts expert who had once accompanied Ye Qiu in finding the DuGu clan, so the two were not strangers.

Mr. Huo and Uncle Ying sat down, and Huo Qian ordered a few more dishes as the four of them sat by the table.

"Mr. Ye." Ye Qiu looked at Uncle Ying, who then asked, "How is that senior doing?"

The person Uncle Ying referred to was none other than Old Mo.

Recalling the encounter in the bamboo forest with Old Mo, Ye Qiu’s expression instantly turned somber, as Old Mo had died for him. If not for Old Mo buying time for him by holding off a master, he would not have died.

Seeing Ye Qiu’s silence and serious expression, Uncle Ying had a premonition that Old Mo was likely...

"He..."

Ye Qiu could never utter the words that Old Mo had passed away, but Uncle Ying understood, and tears welled up in his eyes. He whispered something to Mr. Huo and left the room.

On the hotel rooftop, with the wind blowing around him, Old Mo stood facing it while Ye Qiu followed him out, saying, "I’ve avenged him already, though at that time, my strength was too weak to repay his kindness properly."

Old Mo, who wasn’t originally one of the DuGu clan, had gone out of his way for him, the last of the DuGu line, risking his life several times, ultimately dying for him. In Ye Qiu’s heart, he felt most guilty about Old Mo.

Capital City.

Ye Shuang lay on the sofa, watching various livestreams when suddenly a short five-second video clip caught her eye.

In those five seconds, Ye Shuang replayed it again and again.

Only after confirming she wasn’t mistaken did she stop.

"It’s really him, he’s back!"

Ye Shuang immediately jumped up from the sofa, rushing to find her brother, Ye Sa, to share the news of Ye Qiu’s return with the family.

Meanwhile, in a secret location in Europe, a man lay lazily on a lounge chair, basking in the warm sun under a sapphire-blue sky.

Enjoying such leisure in a comfortable chair was undoubtedly a pleasure.

Suddenly, a woman appeared soundlessly and grabbed the man’s neck. Just as her fingers were about to move, everything blurred, and the man reversed his grip on her hand.

"You’re as vigilant as ever," the woman said.

"Haha, just instinct. Did you come this time with any good news for me?"

"Does a major event in the Chinese martial arts community count?"

"Chinese martial arts..." The man showed a trace of curiosity.