Difficult...
He needed to keep the fact that he had faked his death a secret from the State Preceptor. If he were to tell Big Ice Lump, as a disciple that was like a daughter but not, she would inevitably find herself torn between the two.
Xu Yinhe watched the complex emotions flit across his third son's face and spoke in a gentle tone,
"In this world, nothing is harder to control than emotions. As your father, I hope you can manage these matters well."
Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan slowly raised his eyes and smiled slightly,
"Father, rest assured, I have a sense of proportion in this matter."
Xu Yinhe stared into Xu Yuan's eyes, his deep gaze as if it could penetrate one's heart, his voice low and ethereal,
"Perhaps so..."
"If possible, regarding matters with women, I'd prefer you to be as you were in the past."
As he finished speaking,
Xu Yinhe turned and walked slowly out of the courtyard.