After transferring property ownership, Zhou You and the others moved to the Lychee Mansion. Their previously rented house remained unreturned.

As their vehicle entered the mansion grounds, the white tiger cub was overjoyed at the sight of the garden, rolling playfully among the flowers, much to the astonishment of both Elder Xuan and Su Ting'er.

"What... where did this big feline come from?"

"My garden!" Seeing the cub had come from Zhou You's vehicle, Elder Xuan dared neither scold nor hit it. Instead, he implored, "Please, watch your step!"

Zhou You fetched the white tiger from the flowerbed. Decorated with colorful petals, it looked utterly adorable. Even Elder Xuan smiled, no longer upset by its earlier recklessness.

"Never mind that. And hold on... is this a Skyflying White Tiger?" Only now did he recognize the cub's breed, and his surprise was palpable, followed by a hint of concern.

Zhou You bowed to the two, "Please keep this a secret. Xiao Bai (the little white) has never harmed anyone. If things get out of control, I'll personally send him away."

Elder Xuan, unfazed, approached and patted the cub on its head. The white tiger, seemingly sensing the hierarchy of power, remained still and tense.

Elder Xuan chuckled, "This is good. Having a mutant beast as a pet indicates your uniqueness. Let it guard our mansion. If troublemakers dare approach, they'll meet our protector."

Su Ting'er sighed with a laugh, "If people found out we're sheltering a high-level mutant beast, the base personnel would be sleepless."

"Given the mansion's elevation and its suburban location, discovery isn't likely."

That evening, they enjoyed a housewarming feast. Both Zhou You and Su Ting'er contributed to the cooking. Unexpectedly, the butler Su Ting'er proved to be a culinary maestro, rivaling Zhou You's skills, making Zhou You feel he had struck gold.

Zhou Yichen didn't come to until evening, his body weak and sore. A previously unknown sensation of vulnerability washed over him, causing his heart to race. "Has my martial arts been... nullified?"

Mrs. Zhou embraced him comfortingly, "Fear not. It's only temporary. The spiritual energy within you has been drained to save your life. Martial arts can be retrained in the future."

Zhou Hua Jin, seeing him awake, couldn't help but scold, "You were overly bold, consuming so much spiritual water at once. Such recklessness! Had your brother not arrived timely, you'd be gone by now."

"Brother? Since when did I have a brother?" Zhou Yichen asked with a somber expression.

In the past, Zhou Hua Jin had a favored student, an orphan, who had repeatedly expressed his desire to regard Zhou Hua Jin as his own father, even vowing to take care of him in old age. The audacity of it – when did his father need others to show him filial piety?

At a loss for words, Zhou Hua Jin remained silent. Mrs. Zhou quickly intervened, shooting her husband a reproachful look and telling her son, "Ignore your father. Focus on resting and healing. Your grandfather already has someone on the way with medicine. Don't worry about your health deteriorating. The doctors mentioned that the spiritual water has already remodeled your body, even widening your meridians by more than twice. This may turn out to be a blessing in disguise."

"Master Tong visited?"

"Certainly. He was here from the moment we arrived at the hospital, only leaving once he was sure you were stable. We'll pay him a visit once you're better."

Hearing this, Zhou Yichen felt more at ease. His weakness prevented him from talking much, and after eating a bit, he quickly fell asleep again.

Mrs. Zhou decided to stay overnight at the hospital and said to her husband with a displeased expression, "I know you can't wait any longer. Go ahead. I'd rather you do that than see you restless here."

Zhou Hua Jin explained, "He's my son. You know that. I'd thought I'd never see him again at my age. But he's alive. How could I not be anxious? Don't worry; I'll return as soon as I get answers."

Mrs. Zhou wasn't in the mood to hear him out. She didn't want another person in the house, knowing that her family was the backbone of Zhou Hua Jin's success. If he planned to share the inheritance with his ex-wife and son, she would firmly oppose it.

Once outside the hospital, Zhou Hua Jin immediately dialed a number he knew all too well. It was a new number, suggesting Zhou You might have recently arrived at Yang City Base. He wondered where his son had been living and if he had started a family.

He pondered if there were any eligible girls around his son's age. Then the thought of introducing his son to Master Tong Li Wei as a potential mentor came up. But judging from Zhou You's demeanor, he probably already had a master.

The call connected, and Zhou You calmly greeted, "Dad."

Tears welled up in Zhou Hua Jin's eyes immediately. "Ah, it's me, Zhou You. Where are you now? I'll come to pick you up."

Zhou You chuckled, "Why don't you come over to my place? I'll send you the address."

Receiving the address, Zhou Hua Jin was momentarily stunned. He recognized the name Litchi Villa. Just last year, he had visited with his family. Its gardens were renowned throughout Yang City Base. Could Zhou You be just a temporary guest there?

Directing his driver to the location, night had fallen, and patrol teams had doubled in numbers within the base. Fortunately, his car had a pass, allowing them unhindered access within the city.

Upon arrival at Litchi Villa, he spotted Zhou You chatting amicably with Mr. Su at the entrance.

Zhou Hua Jin knew of Su Ting Er, a man of both integrity and ambiguity, with intricate connections. Rumors suggested that he was involved with the underworld in his younger days and shared a good relationship with the leader of the Thousand Machine Hall. In Yang City Base, he was quite influential. Otherwise, Litchi Villa wouldn't belong to him.

As soon as the car stopped, Zhou Hua Jin rushed out, closely observing his son. Strangely, time seemed to have left no trace on Zhou You's face, remaining as he remembered him a decade ago.

After exchanging pleasantries with Su Ting Er, the latter surprisingly gave a bow, saying, "Mr. Zhou, please come in. The master has been waiting for you."

The term "master" nearly made both Zhou Yichens turn on their heels. Zhou Hua Jin was dumbfounded, while Zhou You disapprovingly said, "Uncle, don't address him like that. Otherwise, you might want to reconsider your role as a butler."