The Return of the God Level Assassin Chapter 1302: ONE MONTH PASSED

Previously on The Return of the God Level Assassin...
Luo Jin impulsively kissed Su Yuqi, pouring weeks of pent-up emotion into the moment, only for her to respond by pulling him closer and deepening it with a tentative exploration. Breathless after their first intense exchange, they affirmed their mutual feelings, with Luo Jin demanding an end to the avoidance and awkwardness despite her impending departure. She voiced fears of him finding someone else abroad, but he vowed honesty and exclusivity, sealing their tentative understanding with a slower, tender kiss. Later, recounting the events to Luo Yan over the phone, Luo Jin revealed their agreement to take things slowly—exclusive yet unofficial, hindered by her doubts about his youth.

The initial month of the school term flew by in a blur, barely registering for him. Luo Yan adapted to a serene daily pattern as a college freshman once more. Free from financial concerns, life flowed smoother. He immersed himself fully in lectures, free from the nagging anxiety of his previous existence. In his subjects, he encountered numerous fresh faces and formed bonds with several. They'd occasionally review notes jointly or snatch meals amid sessions. His dorm companion, Zhen Yihan, texted often to chill, ensuring they linked up weekly at minimum.

An effortless cadence shaped his routine. Weekdays brought lectures, group study times with fresh pals, and reunions with his roommate. Naturally, dates with Shen Ji Yun dotted the schedule. Schedules aligning allowed meetups, be it swift coffees or extended outings.

Free weekends sans looming tasks or homework kept him at the Bai estate mostly. Time unfolded with his grandfather in the garden chats or mere companionship. His young cousin Bai Ye invariably sought him out, craving focus and hauling him into games.

Astonishingly, the Shen household remained silent. Luo Yan anticipated some stir, perhaps a summons or clash. Post-shooting range event, the debut week saw him bracing inwardly for impending fallout. Yet silence prevailed—no calls, no backlash. That opening week left him tense, anticipating the inevitable. Come the next, evidence mounted that Shen Xin sealed his lips. No tales spilled. Luo Yan eased into relief thereafter.

Thus, the Mid-Autumn Festival dawned at last.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival landed on Monday, October 6. Proximity to National Day on October 1 merged the breaks into an extended respite. Dubbed Golden Week nationwide, it spanned a solid eight days from October 1 through October 8.

Such a setup granted Luo Yan and fellow students a complete week sans classes. It opened doors for extended moments with his dad and siblings. The family planned to converge in B City for the festivity.

Hence, he occupied a seat in the vehicle en route to the airfield. Bai Ze handled the driving. Their mission: collect his father and brothers.

Reaching the airport, Bai Ze secured parking. Side by side, they entered and navigated to the domestic arrivals zone. Chairs lined up before a vast screen flashing flight details. They claimed a vantage by the exit barriers for emerging travelers and settled in.

The wait proved brief. Luo Yan's gaze caught his father's striking, familiar silhouette emerging first from the gate. A compact shoulder bag hung from him. Luo Ren followed closely, towing a mid-sized luggage piece. Luo Jin lagged slightly, wrestling with a hefty duffel alongside another case.

To draw their notice, Luo Yan waved. He and Bai Ze advanced, threading past clusters of reuniting folks.

Closing in, Luo Yan noted his father's gaze lighting up upon sighting him. Mere steps apart, his father surged ahead, enveloping him in a firm embrace.

"I missed you, Xiao Yan," his father murmured warmly.

Luo Yan let out a gentle laugh, returning the squeeze with equal fervor. "I missed you too, Dad."

Once released by his father, Luo Yan faced his brothers. First came the hug for Luo Ren.

"I missed you, Brother," Luo Yan expressed.

Luo Ren gave his back a reassuring tap. "I missed you too, Yan Yan."

Next, Luo Yan drew Luo Jin into an embrace.

"Hey, Ah Jin," Luo Yan greeted.

Luo Jin reciprocated the hug. "Hey, Yan."

Post-exchanges, Bai Ze approached, claiming the bag from his uncle. "Here, let me take that for you, Uncle."

"Thank you, Ah Ze," Luo Wei Tian replied to his nephew, clapping the shoulder solidly.

Heading for the exit, Luo Wei Tian queried Bai Ze on his father and kin. Bai Ze offered a succinct rundown, assuring all fared splendidly.

Luo Wei Tian eyed his son. Happiness radiated from Luo Yan. Campus existence suited him splendidly. Frankly, Luo Wei Tian fretted upon Luo Yan's choice to attend in B City. Even with lodging at Bai Chen's home, distance gnawed. Emergencies meant delayed aid. Yet beholding his son now, flourishing vividly, dissolved those fears. Luo Yan thrived. Nothing else counted.

Echoing his father, Luo Ren shared the sentiment. Joy swelled seeing his little brother prospering. Yet he recognized Shen Ji Yun fueled much of that bliss. Grudgingly, acceptance crept in despite gripes. That fellow etched permanence into Luo Yan's world henceforth. Barring any harm to Luo Yan, of course. Should that occur, Luo Ren vowed to excise Shen Ji Yun utterly from his sibling's orbit.

The spacious SUV awaited, the one Bai Ze piloted. He unlocked the rear, stowing baggage neatly. Secured, they piled in. Bai Ze took the driver's seat, easing from the lot toward the Bai residence.