Chapter 691: Javier Sinclair, an Old Geezer?

“I’m not drunk.”

Javier Sinclair stepped forward, grasping their hands with an expression of utmost sincerity. “Father-in-law, Mother-in-law… I am perfectly sober.” As he spoke, he glanced at them and offered a respectful bow.

“My respects, Father-in-law, Mother-in-law.”

Witnessing this, Noah Grant and Elara Eastwood took a synchronized step back. They exchanged a glance, looking as if they had just seen a ghost.

Elara fared a bit better, maintaining a relatively composed demeanor, though she was still visibly baffled. “Look, there must be some sort of misunderstanding here!”

Despite her words, her tone betrayed a hint of unease. She wondered, “Did this mighty expert really drink too much? Is he just spouting deadpan nonsense now?”

As for Noah beside her, he looked outright horrified when Javier bowed to him, his entire body radiating rejection.

He frantically waved his hands. “No! Get back… back… back off…”

He pushed his palms out toward Javier in an exaggerated, forceful gesture of refusal. “Father-in-law… is that something you can just call anyone? Don’t call me that! Good heavens, brother, are you even listening to yourself? It’s scaring me.

“Let me tell you… I treated you like a brother, yet you want to be my son-in-law! And worst of all, you’d be a son-in-law who’s an old geezer with a wife already!

“Putting aside the fact that you’re thousands of years old, my daughter doesn’t even exist yet! Even if my wife and I do have a beautiful daughter in the future, we definitely wouldn’t just marry her off to you. Let me tell you, brother, even though we hit it off right away and I feel like we’re kindred spirits, I’ll still get angry if you make a fool out of me. I, Noah Grant, might not be anyone incredibly powerful, but I absolutely will not tolerate anyone making jokes at the expense of my wife and future children.”

A daughter!

The sweet, adorable daughter he had always dreamed of didn’t even exist yet, and someone was already plotting to take her away! And it was a brother he had just met, someone he had felt such an instant connection with that they were ready to swear a blood oath. How was this fair? How was this right?

“No… I absolutely forbid it!” Noah declared.

The mere thought of some old geezer coveting his future darling daughter soured his mood completely. “Fine, fine, fine… Javier Sinclair, and here I thought you were a decent guy! I didn’t expect you to have such a wandering eye. How can you face your wife? How can you face my fellow Earthling? Even if you’re drunk, you don’t take a joke this far.”

Noah’s verbal barrage was so overwhelming that Javier froze in his tracks. Wait a minute, what did he just hear?

An old geezer?

He was talking about him.

Javier’s composed facade cracked slightly. “An old geezer! And I actually have no way to refute it.”

Going purely by age, the description wasn’t technically wrong. But he was The Demon God, immortal and indestructible. Age was truly just a number to him.

He had only spoken a single sentence, and his father-in-law had already completely exploded.

“Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, please listen to me,” Javier said.

Hearing those forms of address again, the Grants’ expressions instantly soured.

“I told you not to call us that!” Noah shouted. “He’s drunk, isn’t he? He must be drunk.”

Furious, Noah planted his hands on his hips. “Brother… seriously, don’t force me to get nasty. Call me ‘Father-in-law’ one more time, I dare you. You said your wife—my fellow homeworlder—is from Earth just like me. Then you should know perfectly well that Earth’s marriage laws strictly enforce monogamy!

“You already have a wife, and yet you’re calling me Father-in-law…”

This time, Elara fully supported her husband. She, too, felt that this new brother of theirs might have a few screws loose.

Javier looked at them and calmly explained, “You misunderstand. From beginning to end, the only person I have ever loved is my wife.”

As he spoke, he gently raised a hand, instantly casting a Barrier that concealed them from the heavens. Witnessing this casual display of power, Elara and Noah exchanged a shocked glance. For him to effortlessly block out Empyria… just what kind of Cultivation did he possess?

Noah’s gaze locked onto Javier, unable to hold back his question. “What exactly do you mean by that?”

Javier looked at the two of them with utmost sincerity. “Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, please let me say my piece.”

There he went with those titles again.

Noah hastily cut him off. “Stop! Don’t call me that, brother, it’s stressing me out. Go ahead and explain, but you’d better give me a reason not to hit you. Because while it’s true I treat you as a brother, it’s equally true that I really want to punch you right now.”

“Here is the truth,” Javier began. “I genuinely am your son-in-law. There is no trickery. It’s just that the ‘me’ of this current era does not know you. I have crossed the river of time, coming here from the distant future. In that far-off future, your daughter and I fell in love and became Taoist Companions.

“Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, we love each other deeply. We even have a pair of children. My son is already fully grown, and my daughter is still young, though she’ll be turning six very soon.”

Mentioning his children brought a tender, fatherly warmth to Javier’s face. His golden eyes were no longer calm and unrippled; instead, they shimmered with fond amusement. Even standing a short distance away, Noah could clearly sense the softening of his aura.

“Furthermore, my primary purpose for coming here is to find the method to unlock the heritage Seal within my wife’s bloodline. To prevent any accidents that might alter the timeline, I originally didn’t plan on revealing my identity to you. But as things stand, I have no choice.

“You will have a daughter in the future, and she is incredibly beautiful. She has her father’s eyes and her mother’s delicate features. To put it simply, that is the situation. Upon arriving in this era, I happened to come across you being besieged by Greater Demons. I was originally going to leave without interfering, but I sensed the bloodline connection between you and my wife, not to mention the physical resemblance. That is why I immediately stepped in to save you.

“Truthfully, I am very happy to see you here.”

Hearing this, the Grants were petrified. They exchanged a look, their minds BUZZING with white noise. It felt like they had just been told the most absurd, impossible tale. Yet… strangely enough, it was the only explanation that made everything else make sense.

Why did they feel such an instant warmth and affinity when they first met Javier? Why did it feel as though they were already family? After hearing his explanation, they finally understood.

Noah was the first to recover, his mind latching onto the most important detail.

“You said I’ll have a daughter in the future? And she has my eyes and my wife’s features? Hahaha, I always said that if I had a daughter, she’d be gorgeous!” He grabbed Elara’s arm, beaming. “Did you hear that, honey? We’re going to have a daughter! I always told you that with our excellent genes and good looks, any daughter of ours would be just as beautiful as you! I’m really going to have a daughter!

“Hahaha!”

Overjoyed at the news of his future daughter, Noah laughed heartily, pulling his wife into a celebratory hug.

A daughter. He was going to have a beautiful daughter! Once she was born, he would protect her with his life and be there for every step of her childhood.