Golden hair cascaded down the sides of his face, partially concealing his handsome and radiant features. His tall and sturdy figure, simply standing there, gave people a sense of stability like a divine needle holding the sea in place.

His eyes were like two golden crystals, even the pupils were a brilliant gold, but his gaze was particularly gentle. Only when he inadvertently stared would the intimidating power that dared not be looked upon be revealed.

Stretching his arms to the sides of his body and taking a deep breath, a gentle smile appeared on Long Haochen’s face. “I’m back, Knight Temple.”

Resolute footsteps sounded, and Long Haochen turned his head to see a knight in Mithril Foundation Armor appear before him, giving him a knightly salute.

“Greetings, Sir Long Haochen.”

“Greetings,” Long Haochen hurriedly returned the knightly salute.

“Please follow me.” The Mithril Foundation Knight turned and walked away.

Under the lead of this knight, Long Haochen returned to the room he had stayed in when he first entered the Knight Temple’s main hall.

“Please wait a moment. Temple Master instructed that he will summon you as soon as possible after your seclusion. I will also notify your mother.”

“Alright, thank you.”

The Mithril Foundation Knight left, and Long Haochen sat on the bed, but he felt unreal. The bed wasn’t particularly soft, but the room had a warm, homely feeling.

After being immersed in cultivation for so long, he was finally back. He couldn’t help but lie down on the bed, stretching his body. The comfortable feeling of release seemed to make every cell in his body moan.

Before long, hurried footsteps could be heard outside, and the door was pushed open, a slender figure rushing in.

“Haochen.” Bai Yue’s surprised voice rang out as she quickly rushed to Long Haochen and embraced her son, who had just sat up.

His mother’s embrace was full of warmth and fragrance. Long Haochen hugged his mother tightly, “Mom.”

His voice trembled involuntarily, but the feeling of being able to lean on his mother’s embrace was truly wonderful. However, at this moment, he thought more about the responsibility he shouldered. In order to give his mother a better life, for his mother’s safety, and for every mother in the Temple Alliance, as a guardian knight, all he could do was to do everything possible to resist the invasion of the demons.

“Why did you go for so long? Why did you cultivate for so long? A year and a half! Do you know how much your mother missed you?” Bai Yue was already sobbing.

Her husband had left and never returned, and there was still no news. She had finally seen her son, but he had gone into seclusion, and it had been a year and a half. If Yang Haohan and his father hadn’t always comforted her, telling her that Long Haochen was fine, she would have already gone looking for him. It could be said that her son was her only hope now. If something really happened to Long Haochen, Bai Yue didn’t know if she would have the courage to live on.

Gentle light elements were released from Long Haochen’s body, injecting into his mother’s body, the warm aura gradually calming Bai Yue’s agitated mood.

Releasing her son, she looked at Long Haochen seriously.

“Haochen, you’ve lost weight. You’ve lost so much weight. But you also look more energetic. My son is the most handsome.”

Long Haochen smiled slightly, holding back his tears, “I always have been! Mom, I won’t continue to be in seclusion this time. I’ll stay in Yulong Pass to be with you, okay?”

“Okay, okay, but…” Tears welled up in Bai Yue’s eyes again, “But, can you really stay by my side?”

Long Haochen was silent. He couldn’t. He had to go into battle and fight for humanity. It was impossible to stay by Bai Yue’s side all the time and accompany his mother. But, in order for more mothers in the Temple Alliance to be reunited with their sons, as a guardian knight, as the Son of Light, the Favored One of God, he had to shoulder more and more responsibility.

The door opened, and Yang Haohan, with snow-white hair, walked in from outside. He didn’t say anything as he looked at the mother and son. He had already heard Long Haochen and his mother’s conversation outside the door. He couldn’t bear to disturb their warm moment.

“Grandpa Yang.” Long Haochen stood up and was about to salute Yang Haohan, but Yang Haohan waved his sleeve, and a gentle force held him up, preventing him from bowing.

“Good boy, you’ve finally finished your cultivation. You really worried us. You’ve been in seclusion for a year and a half. Don’t worry about anything else, spend some time with your mother. I’ll give you a ten-day vacation.”

“Thank you.” Long Haochen didn’t refuse. Ten days wasn’t very long, but it might be the only time he would have to spend with his mother for a long time, so he didn’t refuse.

“Mom, where’s the kitchen here? I’ll cook for you. Oh, right, didn’t you ask me about Cai’er last time? I’ll tell you about her, okay? Cai’er is really beautiful, in the future, I will definitely marry her and make her your daughter-in-law.”

Bai Yue finally smiled through her tears, “You little rascal, you’re not even twenty yet, and you’re already thinking about marrying a wife. But that’s good too, when will you bring Cai’er over for me to see?”

Long Haochen subconsciously looked at Yang Haohan, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Yang Haohan was not only the Temple Master of the Knight Temple, but also the Alliance Leader of the Temple Alliance, with a pivotal position in the Temple Alliance. After Long Haochen came out of seclusion, the thing he wanted to know the most was when he could reunite with his partners, and when he could step onto the battlefield again.

Yang Haohan smiled slightly and said, “Let’s wait until after ten days to talk about everything. The Alliance has plans for you. You can rest assured that your partners are all doing well.”

Hearing his words, Long Haochen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face relaxed a lot, “Mom, I’ll cook for you. Shall I make soup for you?”

Bai Yue smiled and said, “Haochen, what Mom wants to drink most is the wild vegetable soup you made when you were little.”

The warm days always passed quickly. For ten days, Long Haochen stayed with his mother, cooking for her, giving her massages, and chatting with her every day. He took care of his mother with utmost care.

Bai Yue was so clever. Of course, she understood that her son would probably have a hard time spending time with her like this after ten days. Although her heart was full of reluctance, she still tried to relax as much as possible and enjoy the days with her son.

“Go, Haochen, don’t worry about Mom. Mom will always be waiting for you in Yulong Pass. You are the son of the Judgement and Judgment God-Sealed Knight Long Xingyu, and you are the Son of Light favored by the Goddess of Light. Mom can’t selfishly imprison you by my side. But, you must promise Mom, no matter what, you must protect yourself. Only by protecting yourself can you better protect others. Your father has been missing for so long, and Mom can’t lose you again.”

Looking at his teary-eyed mother, Long Haochen’s heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. These ten days, for him, weren’t they also a luxury? How wonderful would it be if such peaceful days could continue? But, he knew that this was impossible. Unless the demons were destroyed, he, as the Son of Light, could not stay by his mother’s side in peace.

Taking two steps back, Long Haochen dared not look at his mother’s eyes, knelt down on the ground with a plop, kowtowed three times to his mother, then quickly got up and left. He was afraid that if he stayed too long, he would really be unable to leave his mother’s side.

After leaving his mother’s room, Long Haochen gasped for breath. Even when he was breaking through the bottleneck of the eighth rank, he had never been so painful as he was now.

It took him almost ten minutes to barely suppress the sadness in his heart. At least, he shouldn’t be leaving Yulong Pass for a while, and he could still see his mother often. He could only comfort himself like this.

“Is your mother alright?” Looking at Long Haochen, who was standing respectfully in front of him, Yang Haohan asked with a smile.

Long Haochen nodded silently, but his eyes had already returned to firmness, “Temple Master, please assign me a task. Also, I want to know, when can I restore the編制 (biānzhì – structure, organization) of the 64th Demon Hunt Squad of the Commander rank with my partners?”

The smile on Yang Haohan’s face also disappeared at the same time. He nodded and said, “You should still remember what Sheng Yue said when you parted ways.”

Long Haochen said, “I remember, Ancestor Sheng Yue said that only when my cultivation breaks through the eighth rank, and at the same time my partners’ strength breaks through the seventh rank, we will have the possibility of regrouping.”

Yang Haohan nodded, “A year and a half has passed. Whether or not the Demon God Emperor only used you as an excuse to launch this holy war, the holy war is still going on, and the Demon God Emperor has not sent strong people to look for your traces. Therefore, in a sense, you already have the prerequisites for regrouping.”

“Really?” Long Haochen was overjoyed. Every one of his partners was working hard to regroup, and he, as the leader, desired it more strongly than anyone else! A year and a half of quiet cultivation had made his mind more peaceful, but the desire in his heart had not diminished even a little.

“But, there’s still a but, don’t be impatient.” Yang Haohan looked at Long Haochen seriously.

The joy on Long Haochen’s face subsided, but the excitement did not disappear, because he knew that since Yang Haohan had given him hope, it proved that it was entirely possible for their 64th Demon Hunt Squad of the Commander rank to be reorganized.

Yang Haohan said, “Your strength is already beyond anyone else in the younger generation. However, compared to the powerful demons, it is still far from enough. You should be very clear about this yourself. Therefore, you must prove to the Alliance that you have the ability to protect yourselves before you can reorganize the Demon Hunt Squad.”——

Can the 64th Demon Hunt Squad of the Commander rank be reorganized? As time passes, to what extent will they grow? Let’s all guess. The just-secluded Little Dragon is about to join the holy war against the demons, and more exciting content will be presented to you one by one.

(To be continued)

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