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Marquis Yun was in a jubilant mood as he returned home, but his eyes widened to the size of saucers with uncertainty once he reached the entrance.

"Is… is this my house? Is this truly the Residence of Marquis of Heavenly Clouds? I – I… Why don't I recognize it anymore?"

Could it be that the real assurance when Yu Peize said it was secure and safe to place the child with me was not me? – As well as the convenience to build up the child's foundation and whatnot, it was not me too!

Compared to his convenient father figure, the Marquis of Heavenly Cloud, who was possessed of a cheerful, reinvigorated mien, Young Master Yun Yang was utterly expended, a true husk bereft of energy.