Entering the inner hall of the Assassin's Mansion, a middle-aged man with a majestic face sat at the top of the house, and was indifferently sipping a cup of steaming tea.

"Fengxian, you just left, why did you come back?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Ding Xiao and the others very casually.

"Son Ding Xiao, meet Father!"

Ding Xiao didn't wait for Lu Bu to make an introduction, so he respectfully bowed to the middle-aged man.

"Poof—"

The middle-aged man was caught off guard, squirted out a sip of tea that had just been entered, and then looked at Ding Xiao with a strange face, "What did you say?" ”

"I said, I am your son, Ding Xiao." Ding Xiao said goodbye, "She is the child's personal maid, Tong'er." ”

"I've seen General Ding!" Tong'er hurriedly saluted.

"Son, son?"

After Ding Yuan was stunned for a moment, he turned his head to look at Lu Bu, "Fengxian, what's going on?" ”

"Father-in-law, this person came to visit late at night and claimed to be your son," Lu Bu glanced at Ding Xiao, then clasped his fists and bowed, "However, his identity has not been confirmed, and I ask my father-in-law to make his own decision!" ”

"Oh?"

Ding Yuan looked at Ding Xiao again, with a playful smile on his face, "I, Ding Yuan, only have one wife and two daughters, tell me, how can you become my son?" ”

"Father, do you remember that seventeen years ago, when you were a Nanxian official, you were injured in the pursuit of a group of thieves, and a woman surnamed Chai rescued you......"

When Ding Xiao said this, he was actually not very confident, just because Ding Yuan and his mother were happy back then, and they did not leave any love tokens, and afterwards, Ding Yuan never returned, and there was no news.

He wasn't sure if Ding Yuan still remembered what happened back then, and even if he did, whether he could believe his words or not, he was still talking, so he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

Luckily, Na Ding Yuan clearly remembered the events of that year.

"You say, you were born to Chai Hong?" Ding Yuan stood up abruptly and asked with some emotion, "Is she ...... now?" How's it going? ”

"The child is not filial, and the mother has died. It was only because of the Yellow Turban Rebellion in his hometown that the child was unable to protect himself and could not mourn for his mother, so he followed his mother's last wish and came to his father, hoping that his father would not give up! Ding Xiao bowed.

"What? She's dead? ”

Ding Yuan froze in place.

After a while, he slowly sat back on the chair, and his expression became a little complicated.

"Father-in-law, this person's words are unfounded and unfounded, and they cannot be fully believed." Lu Bu on the side saw that Ding Yuan was a little depressed, and hurriedly reminded him in a whisper.

"Father, mother, she never married, and after hardships, she raised me alone, if you don't believe it, you can send someone to visit!" Ding Xiao hurriedly said, "Mother's new grave is at the foot of the mountain behind the village!" ”

"Father-in-law! The stakes are so high that we must investigate them. Lu Bu hugged his fists and said, "Bu is willing to lead a few cronies to visit Taishan County!" ”

"No need."

Ding Yuan raised his head, waved his hand and said, "The matter between me and Chai Hong back then is only known to the two of us, and others have no way of knowing. ”

As he spoke, he got up and walked in front of Ding Xiao, a hint of guilt rising on his face.

"You orphans and widows, all these years, you have suffered."

"Mother, she has suffered a lot......"

Halfway through his words, Ding Xiao suddenly raised his head and asked in disbelief, "Father, are you willing to recognize me?" ”

"Haha."

After Ding Yuan looked at Ding Xiao carefully, he nodded with satisfaction, "Haha, I, Ding Yuan, have been a horse for half my life, and I am suffering from having no heirs, but I didn't expect God to send me such a big gift!" Good! Ha ha! ”

"The child meets his father!"

Ding Xiao was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed to the end.

At this moment, several pieces of information suddenly appeared in Ding Xiao's mind.

[Congratulations to the host, you have gained 100 points of faith power.] 】

[Congratulations to the host for breaking through to level 1, unlocking the skill "Mandatory Mark", and unlocking the carry-on backpack.] 】

[Congratulations to the host for breaking through for the first time, and the system will reward a lucky gift box, which has been stored in the carry-on backpack.] 】

When the system information disappeared, a small grid of ten by ten appeared in Ding Xiao's mind, and an illusory and exquisite miniature gift box was placed in the first grid.

“…… Is that okay? ”

While Ding Xiao was secretly happy, he couldn't believe it in his heart, "I don't seem to have done anything, where did this power of faith come from?" ”

"Hahahaha, the habitat is heavy! Good! ”

Ding Yuan suddenly laughed heartily beside him, "Feng Xian, you see, Xiao'er has just recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, and he has broken through his cultivation, if it weren't for my Ding family's bloodline, how could he do this?" ”

Seeing this, although Lu Bu was reluctant in his heart, he had to admit Ding Xiao's identity, and then bowed his hand and said, "Congratulations to my father-in-law!" ”

"Habitat is heavy? Father, what happened? Ding Xiao didn't understand the conversation between the two.

"It's cold on the ground, get up and speak." Ding Yuan was middle-aged and in a good mood, so he reached out to help Ding Xiao, pulled him aside, and placed him in a seat, then turned his head to look at Lu Bu, "Fengxian, come on." ”

"Yes!"

Lu Bu agreed a little reluctantly, and then explained casually, "Your father-in-law is the commander of Bingzhou and Wumeng, and he has an army of 30,000 people, all of whom are loyal. ”

"Uh, big brother, I still don't understand a little, can you explain it in more detail?" Ding Xiao asked.

“…… All right. ”

After Lu Bu glanced at Ding Yuan, he nodded helplessly, "In this world, there is no martial arts, there is a unified standard for cultivation, which is the realm of life, scholar, teacher, and qing. Martial artists rely on themselves and cultivate step by step, while literati strategists must gather enough faith power if they want to break through these realms. Of course, the power of faith is also useful for martial artists, and it can make martial artists practice twice as effective with half the effort. ”

"That's how it is! I see, thank you big brother! ”

Ding Xiao finally understood at this time that Ding Yuan had been on one side for many years and had gathered a lot of faith power, and as the son of the other party, he would naturally be recognized and convinced by some of Ding Yuan's subordinates, so as to obtain some faith power and help him break through his cultivation.

"I didn't expect to have this kind of benefit by recognizing a father, it's really a surprise!" He was secretly happy in his heart.

"Xiao'er, are you cultivating literature or martial arts?" Ding Yuan asked on the side.

"Uh, let's do it."

Ding Xiao considered that he was already sixteen years old when he crossed over, and he had long missed the best age to practice martial arts, and his physique was weak and weak, so he definitely had no way out of cultivating martial arts, so he chose to cultivate literature.

"Good! Haha, I don't read much, and I suffered a lot of secret losses from scribes when I was young, so you just choose to study literature! ”

Ding Yuan laughed, "Okay, it's not early today, you must be a little tired from afar, just go down and rest first, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow!" ”

After that, he turned his head to look at Lu Bu, "Feng Xian, take Xiao'er down to rest." Tomorrow I will buy more wine and food, I will feast on the three armies, and wash the dust for the elimination of children! ”

"Yes!"

Lu Bu clenched his fists and took the order, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.