Chapter 1088: Father and Son
The Wang family also kept a residence in Thanglong Prefecture. No matter how grand the Fire Palace was, even the Mansion Master could not summon servants at will. After all, the Water Palace, where Great Sage Lan resided, was nearby, so he would need to observe Daoist rules.
Thus, Wang Jiaohe did not live in the Fire Palace full-time. He spent much of his days in this private residence.
Wang Danqing disliked this residence and seldom visited. He felt that living under the same roof as his father was suffocating, especially since Wang Jiaohe disapproved of much of his conduct and frequently lectured him. Unable to endure it, Wang Danqing moved out as soon as he reached adulthood.
Truth be told, parents everywhere were alike. They would always compare their children with other people’s kids.
The Omniscient Sage Wang Jiaohe was no exception. Whenever he scolded Wang Danqing, he would inevitably bring up the Three Prodigies. Wang Danqing dared not rebut him aloud, but inwardly, he found it unreasonable, as those Daoist prodigies came from illustrious lineages, so how was he supposed to compare?
To Wang Danqing, if his father could not measure up to the Lis, Zhangs, or Yaos, then he should not be asked to compete with Li Changge, Zhang Yuelu, or Yao Pei.
In some sense, Wang Jiaohe’s constant reproach was partially why Wang Danqing developed a “mad scholar” persona.
Thus, their father-son relationship was far from harmonious. Thankfully, their family was wealthy enough that Wang Danqing could afford his own residence. Even when he visited Thanglong Prefecture, he stayed at his own place, not his father’s.
But today, Wang Danqing had come to the Wang Mansion because something big had happened, and his father was the only one he could trust to hold up the entire Wang family.
Wang Danqing had not expected that Qi Xuansu would be so bold as to make his move without the slightest hesitation. It was hard to say whether it was decisiveness or recklessness.
At that moment, Wang Jiaohe stood beneath the covered walkway, dressed in plain robes. His hands were clasped behind his back as he gazed at the moonlit sky. He could faintly see two pillars of light descending from above.
Wang Danqing stepped behind him and greeted, “Father.”