I've been reborn, who still chases the school hunk?

"Oh!" Shen Biyao sighed softly, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she loosened her hand that was tightly holding Yun Xiao's sleeve, and carefully looked at the son in front of her who she had not seen for many years. Her eyes swept from top to bottom, carefully scanning every inch of Yun Xiao's skin, and her eyes gradually turned red, as if she wanted to pour all the longing and guilt over the years into this moment.

Yun Xiao's face was as calm as a deep pool of water, but his heart was filled with ripples. He was puzzled. He was just twisted by his mother's ear lightly, how could she be so moved that she even burst into tears in the bustling street? Her voice was full of self-blame and pain, "Xiao'er, my Xiao'er!" Shen Biyao suddenly hugged Yun Xiao, as if to make up for all the missing years at this moment, "It's all because of my mother's uselessness that your family is displaced. This is all my fault!"

Over the years, Shen Biyao has never stopped looking for her son, but Yun Xiao is always like the wind, making her unable to grasp him. She can only watch silently from a distance, watching her son grow from a young boy to the handsome man he is today. Now, the mother and son are standing face to face, which is the first time in 20 years. Pedestrians around stopped and looked at this scene curiously, some whispering, and some casting sympathetic eyes.

Yun Xiao's face turned pale, and he looked a little embarrassed. He looked at his mother helplessly and whispered, "Mom, there are so many people here, we have to be careful." Although his words were a bit reproachful, his deep eyes revealed a warmth that was difficult to conceal.

"What are you paying attention to? Do I need to pick a time and a place to hold my own son?" Although Shen Biyao said this, she finally let go of Yun Xiao reluctantly and wiped away the tears from her eyes with her sleeves. In her eyes, there was both love for her son and emotion for the past years.

At this time, Yun Yan'er walked forward cautiously and timidly called out, "Big Brother!" Her voice was filled with curiosity about the unknown and a bit of awe. When Yun Yan'er was born, Yun Xiao had already left the Yun Clan, but she grew up listening to the legend of her brother, and her admiration and curiosity for him were intertwined, forming a complex emotion. Today, she finally saw the real person, and her mood was naturally mixed.

Yun Xiao nodded and said to his mother, "Mom, let's find a place to sit down and have a good chat." He didn't want to stand on the street and become the topic of conversation, and he didn't want his mother to continue crying here.

So, the four of them found a nearby restaurant and asked for a private room to sit in. The room was decorated simply and elegantly, with a bustling street view outside the window, adding a warm atmosphere to this rare gathering.

Yun Yan'er smiled and stretched out her hand to Lin Xiaofeng: "Brother Lin Xiaofeng, Yan'er is polite!" Her voice was clear and pleasant, as if an oriole was singing on a branch in spring.

Lin Xiaofeng blinked mischievously, with a naughty smile on his lips: "You are Uncle Yun's sister, should I call you Aunt Yun?" As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Yan'er's smile froze on her face. She stared at him with wide eyes, and then became furious: "Lin Xiaofeng, you dare to call me aunt? I'll beat you up!" As she said that, she was about to pounce on him and grab him.

Lin Xiaofeng dodged her attack nimbly and said calmly, "I don't fight with girls." There was a hint of teasing in his tone, but it also revealed a bit of indulgence towards Yun Yan'er.

"How dare you look down on a girl?" Yun Yan'er became even angrier and tried to pounce again. Shen Biyao quickly stopped her, "Yan'er, how disgraceful!" Her voice was full of authority, forcing Yun Yan'er to stop.

Although Yun Yan'er stopped what she was doing, she still stared at Lin Xiaofeng angrily: "You called my mother aunt just now, and now you call me aunt again, what does that mean?" There was some dissatisfaction and confusion in her tone.

Lin Xiaofeng looked at Shen Biyao with a smile and said, "Aunt Nan is very graceful, comparable to my sister. Is it wrong for me to call her Aunt?" His words not only complimented Shen Biyao, but also deftly resolved the awkwardness. After that, he calmly sat down next to Yun Xiao, as if everything that happened just now was just a small episode.

Yun Yan'er was so angry that she hummed and sat next to Shen Biyao and acted coquettishly: "Mom, look at him!" There was a hint of grievance and dissatisfaction in her tone.

Lin Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why? Do you think Aunt Nan is old?" As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Yan'er was speechless. She forgot the words when she saw her mother's resentful eyes, and could only sit there awkwardly.

Shen Biyao ignored her and said to Lin Xiaofeng with a smile: "Don't be surprised, Fan Shengzi, Yan'er is a spoiled child." There was a hint of helplessness and doting in her tone.

Yun Xiao glanced at Yun Yan'er and said, "Since you know she is spoiled, you should discipline her properly." He knew this sister's personality very well - lawless and often causing trouble for the Yun Clan. However, because his father was the clan leader, his mother was strong, and he doted on her, this sister developed such a personality. Moreover, he had three younger brothers who were triplets, and the family regarded them as treasures.

The higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is for a cultivator to have children. So even though they live long and have many wives and concubines, they do not have many children. Young masters in large families all get married and have children early. Shen Biyao gave birth to three sons at once, which is rare in the world of cultivation. This also gave her the capital to be domineering in the family.

"Brother, you are wrong. Although we have never met, we are blood relatives after all!" Yun Yan'er pouted in dissatisfaction, as if she had suffered great injustice.

"Stay away from my daughter Xuanxin in the future, and don't lead her astray." Yun Xiao said calmly, drinking tea from his cup. His tone was filled with unquestionable majesty.

"Xuanxin? Niece? What a nice name!" Yun Yan'er changed the subject and asked curiously. Her eyes were shining with curiosity, as if she was full of expectations for this niece she had never met before.

Shen Biyao also looked at Yun Xiao, wanting to know about his daughter's blood bracelet's recognition of its master. Her eyes were filled with both expectation and worry, after all, this was her granddaughter whom she had never met.

Yun Xiao pondered for a while, as if lost in memories: "Her name is Lu Xuanxin now, and she is probably fifteen years old." There was a hint of tenderness and longing in his tone.

"She is four points like me and six points like her mother." Yun Xiao thought of his daughter's appearance, and his heart was filled with tenderness. His eyes revealed his deep longing and love for his daughter.

Yun Yan'er asked in confusion: "Why do the descendants of the Yun family have the surname Lu?" There was a bit of confusion and curiosity in her tone.

"I'll naturally let her return to her ancestral home in the future," Yun Xiao said. His tone was firm and determined, as if he had already made plans for his daughter's future.

Shen Biyao felt sad. She had never seen her granddaughter until she was fifteen years old, and she had someone else's surname. It was heartbreaking to think about it. Her eyes showed her deep longing and guilt for her granddaughter.

"Brother, where is sister-in-law?" Yun Yan'er suddenly remembered this and asked hurriedly, with some concern and worry in her tone.

"Yaya's whereabouts are still unknown." Yun Xiao looked gloomy. Although he sent many people to look for her, there was no result. His eyes showed his deep longing and worry for his wife.

"Mother said that the Qin family is behind Dongxuan Palace? Could it be..." Yun Xiao suddenly realized and his face turned pale. There was a bit of anger and unwillingness in his tone, as if he was filled with deep hatred for the Qin family.

"That's right! After you left, she was forced to marry into the Qin family. I guess she hates you to the core." Shen Biyao said. There was a bit of helplessness and sigh in her tone, as if she was filled with deep regret for this past event.

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng, who was drinking tea leisurely, suddenly changed his expression, stood up abruptly and ran to the window to look out. His movements were agile and quick, as if he had noticed something unusual.

The three looked at his actions in surprise, and when they looked up, they saw that he had already jumped out of the window and disappeared. His figure was like a ghost, shuttling through the bustling streets and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Let's go take a look too!" Yun Xiao flashed and jumped out as well. His speed was just as amazing, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky.

Shen Biyao followed closely behind, dragging Yun Yan'er with her. Their figures were just as agile, like two breezes passing through the streets. Pedestrians on the street avoided them one after another, staring in amazement at these people passing by like the wind and lightning, unable to see their figures clearly at all.

"What realm are these people at? I... can't even see clearly!" A passerby muttered to himself, his eyes full of shock and confusion. In this small place, the strongest are only cultivators at the level of Spiritual Sect or Spiritual Phase, and the cultivation of Yun Xiao and others has far exceeded their cognition.

Yun Xiao quickly caught up with Lin Xiaofeng and asked anxiously, "Xiaoxuan, what's wrong with you? Why are you so panicked?" There was some concern and confusion in his tone, and he was obviously puzzled by Lin Xiaofeng's unusual behavior.

"Uncle Yun, come and see! There's a figure in front... It looks like Xuan Xin..." Lin Xiaofeng tried his best to catch up, but was still far behind. He could only point at the vague figure in front of him and said anxiously. His tone was filled with anxiety and worry, and it was obvious that he was deeply concerned about the vague figure.

With a sound of "whoosh!", like a sharp arrow breaking through the air, upon hearing the word "Xuan Xin", Yun Xiao's figure suddenly accelerated, like a cheetah hunting, and in the blink of an eye, he shortened the distance by a mile. However, the figure in front also seemed to speed up, always maintaining a distance of one mile, as erratic as a ghost, making Yun Xiao unable to catch up.

"The one in front, stop!" Yun Xiao saw that the man was about to leave the city. There were dense forests outside the city, and the ancient trees were towering. Once he went in, it would be difficult to find him. He was anxious and shouted loudly, with a hint of urgency and uneasiness in his voice.

However, the man seemed not to have heard it and continued to walk forward, his steps steady and his speed unabated. His figure was elongated in the afterglow of the setting sun, appearing even more mysterious.

Yun Xiao frowned, his heart full of doubts: This person's speed is even faster than that of a saint, could he also be a master from the Central Region? Thinking of this, his face darkened, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He slapped his thigh fiercely, and a yellowish rectangular object suddenly appeared in his hand. It was an accelerating magic weapon. He shouted in a low voice: "Fast!"

Yun Xiao's speed increased again, as fast as the wind, and in the blink of an eye he chased another two miles. However, the distance between him and the person in front of him remained at about one mile, as if being pulled by an invisible force and unable to get closer.

"Xiao'er, what's wrong?" At this time, Shen Biyao, Yun Yan'er and Lin Xiaofeng caught up. She was dressed in green, with a gentle temperament and a gleam of wisdom in her eyes. When she passed by Lin Xiaofeng, she pulled him along, as if she was afraid that he would fall behind.

"Mom, hurry, that person in front!" Yun Xiao was overjoyed when he saw his mother. He knew that his mother's cultivation had reached the peak of a saint, and she would definitely be able to catch up with that person. A hint of anxiety and expectation appeared on his face.

Upon hearing this, Shen Biyao pushed Yun Yan'er and Lin Xiaofeng towards Yun Xiao and said, "Protect them." Her voice was calm and firm, with a resolute light flashing in her eyes. After she finished speaking, she had already chased to the edge of the forest, where the man happened to stop.

Shen Biyao stood vigilantly about ten feet behind the man, staring closely at the purple figure. This man had allowed so many of them to chase him for so long, so she dared not be careless. Moreover, she felt that the other party seemed to be deliberately luring them out, so she could not let her guard down. Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if she could see through all illusions.

Soon, Yun Xiao arrived with Yun Yan'er and Lin Xiaofeng. Lin Xiaofeng was so tired that he rested his hands on his knees, breathing heavily, his face as pale as paper. His eyes flashed with determination and unwillingness, as if he was unwilling to give up.

"Where is my daughter Xuanxin?" Yun Xiao stared at the purple figure in front of him, his heart tightening. His voice was low and powerful, as if it contained endless anger and anxiety.