Ji Yihang was still talking to Ji Li. "Xiao Li, I said that I can go alone. You stay inside with your mother."
"Dad, this is the ancient martial arts world." Ji Li disagreed. "I know a little about fighting. You are just a weak scholar. What if something happens? There are many guards on the second floor. "
Ji Yihang had no choice but to agree.
In fact, he went downstairs to get a map of the City of Justice.
The guards of the Ji family didn't know Ji Yihang and didn't deliberately listen to the conversation between the two. They guessed that the father and daughter were probably outsiders who were invited by a certain family.
Grab and seize. The Ji family could only be regarded as a medium-sized family in the ancient martial arts world. They couldn't even enter the top 30.
Therefore, the Ji family was only given one box, unlike the other families who had four or five boxes.
The three major families of ancient martial arts were even more casual.
However, Ji Yiyuan clearly knew who Ji Yihang was. He couldn't believe his eyes and lost his voice. "Why are you here?!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Ji Yihang was stunned. He turned his head and his expression became cold. "If you can be here, why can't I?"
Tsk tsk.
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Tsk tsk. Ji Li poked her head out from behind Ji Yihang. "We are here because you are really a genius."
Ji Yihang told him all the words that Ji Yiyuan told him.
Ji Li also wanted to ask — how did you know that Yingshen could give you an invitation?
"No!" Ji Yiyuan went crazy. His eyes were red and bloodshot. "You shouldn't be here. How can you be here?!"
Even he could only sit below. How could Ji Yihang have a box?
Ji Yihang ignored him and pulled Ji Li. "Xiao Li, let's go."
Ji Yiyuan wanted to pounce on him but was stopped.
"I told you to be respectful to the people in the private room." The guard frowned. "If they don't want to argue with you, then stop talking nonsense. Do you want the family head and mistress to wait?"
This sentence awakened Ji Yiyuan. He could only follow the guard to another private room to pay his respects to Patriarch Ji.
"May I ask, Lord Patriarch?" After serving the tea, Ji Yiyuan knelt down again, trembling. "Did you also send someone to train Ji Yihang?"
Actually, he couldn't ask such a question, because this was already questioning the family head, and challenging his authority.
The Ji Clan wasn't as peaceful as the Lin Clan, and they weren't as low-key as the Yue Clan.
The Ji Clan's style was exactly the same as the Xie Clan's. If it wasn't for the fact that they weren't strong enough, they would definitely be fiercer than the Xie Clan.
At the very least, the Xie Clan didn't allow their members to kill each other. However, the Ji Clan didn't need to send out an invitation for a deathmatch in advance.
His pen-reading skills are interesting. However, Ji Yiyuan was really unwilling. He really wanted to know how Ji Yihang came in, and how he could even enter the Ji Clan's private room.
Sure enough, once he asked this question, Patriarch Ji's face immediately darkened.
A cold snort sounded, and an oppressive aura suddenly appeared.
Ji Yiyuan's body trembled uncontrollably, and he felt that his bones were about to be crushed. He panicked and begged for mercy. "Patriarch, please spare my life. Patriarch, please spare my life!"
"Forgive this lowly one for not knowing his own limits and daring to say such words."
As Ji Yiyuan said this, his heart became even more sullen.
He was a modern person. Every time he came to the ancient martial arts world, he had to learn a lot of ancient etiquette and literary words.
Fortunately, Patriarch Ji didn't argue with him anymore. He just waved his hand lightly. "Take him out."
After the guard cupped his fists and saluted, he didn't give Ji Yiyuan any face this time and carried him out.
After the door of the private room closed, the housekeeper said, "Patriarch, this Ji Yihang is the same generation as Ji Yiyuan. However, his meritorious service is not high. In the branch family's laboratory, his rank is only B."
"Oh." Patriarch Ji lost interest when he heard this.
There were so many people in the main family that he needed to take care of. Why would he care?
The housekeeper clearly knew. "However, Wen Fengmian is his brother. He just came back, but he has already entered the top 50 of the meritorious service list."
Patriarch Ji was a little puzzled. "Wen Fengmian?"
"Yes, the original Ji Fengmian." The housekeeper said. "He faked his death and changed his surname after escaping from the Ji Clan. Now, he is back."
"He dares to change his surname? Who gave him the right? " Patriarch Ji's eyes sharpened. "Find a time to bring him to the ancient martial arts world in the name of meeting him."
Outside the ancient martial arts world, it was not easy for ancient martial artists to make a move. However, it was different when they came in.
Making Wen Fengmian disappear without anyone knowing was the Ji Clan's specialty.
No matter how powerful a traitor was, the Ji Clan did not need him.
The housekeeper nodded in agreement.
**
On the right side of the second floor, there was a wooden board with the words "Qingpingle" hanging on the door of the private room in the middle.
Ying Zijin lit the incense burner inside and placed it beside Wen Fengmian.
The incense in the incense burner was developed using ancient medicine. It had the effect of calming the mind and was very effective.
"Father, look, it's your —" Ying Zijin paused. "Ex-wife?"
It did not make sense to say that she was his ex-wife.
In reality, Wen Fengmian and this woman were not married.
They were together in Qingshui County. The customs there were backward. In the last century, the county people only needed to bow to heaven and earth in front of the two families to get married.
There was no Civil Affairs Bureau. They did not even need to get a marriage certificate.
Wen Fengmian said calmly, "It's her. Her name is An Rou Jin."
It had been a long time since the incident. He also confirmed Wen Tinglan's thoughts.
No matter what, Ying Zijin was his daughter and Wen Tinglan's sister.
Some things could be explained.
"Back then, she saved my life." Wen Fengmian coughed. "When I escaped from the island, my body was corroded by the DEATH poison. I found an abandoned fishing boat and successfully left.
After that, I went to Qingshui County. Although the conditions there were not bad, the air quality was good. Although I left the Ji Clan, I still had my own assets. They added up to about three million yuan. "
"When I arrived at Qingshui County, I was very hungry. She gave me a bowl of porridge and said that she would take care of me."
Ying Zijin pressed Wen Fengmian's hand and closed her eyes. She looked back at the past. "But you don't know. She actually followed you for a long time. She always knew that you were the Ji Clan's genius and was waiting for you to go back."
An Rou Jin was not a member of the Ji Clan and did not know the Ji Clan's style.
She only knew that the Ji Clan was very powerful in the Imperial Capital and had a high status internationally.
Therefore, she thought that after Wen Fengmian went back, he would have a lot of glory. Snatch.
"Yes, I could see that the clothes she was wearing were not the standard of an ordinary person's life. But I didn't want to go back to the Ji Clan at that time." Wen Fengmian smiled and looked into the distance. "Yaoyao, I'm not a saint. The experiment failed and caused so many innocent people to die. I was also deeply affected and dispirited for a few years."
"At first, I asked her to leave, but she didn't. Then —"
Wen Fengmian paused and did not go into detail. He only said, "The child was born. I didn't want them to suffer, so I gave her the money. Then … we had Yuyu."
"You know the rest. Not long after she gave birth to Yuyu, she took all the money and left."
He did not love An Rou Jin. He was just grateful and did not care about things like money.
However, all the feelings he had for her were used up when An Rou Jin attacked Wen Tinglan.
Ying Zijin leaned on her elbow and thought for a while. "Dad, your biological daughter?"
Wen Fengmian was silent for a while. "She didn't take her away. She left with her. I don't know why she didn't chase the child back. But when she came back, she showed me photos. The child was living very well."
Ying Zijin did not ask any more questions and said seriously, "Dad, don't worry. Xiao Lan and I will always be here. We won't leave."
"I was wrong too." Wen Fengmian sighed. "I was really useless at that time."
"You said it yourself. You're not a saint." Ying Zijin looked down. "You'll be better in the future."
She would protect her family well.
**
On the other side.
An Rou Jin sat in the private room for half an hour. She was bored, so she went out for a walk.
When she went to the garden behind the restaurant, she bumped into a young man.
The young man was holding his phone and looking at it. When he saw her, he put it away and bowed to her. "Hello, Madam."
Seeing that an Ancient Martial Artist was so respectful to her, An Rou Jin's vanity was successfully satisfied. Her anger dissipated in an instant.
She also recognized the young man. He was a member of the Ji family.
An Rou Jin smiled. "Tianhao, what are you looking at?"
"The auction is boring. Before I came, I downloaded a few variety shows outside." Ji Tianhao was very respectful and handed his phone over.
On the screen was the logo of the show.
It happened to be the second public performance, and Ying Zijin was there to support Yun Heyue.
The light shone on the girl's face, revealing her soul-stirring beauty.
An Rou Jin's smile froze.
"Madam also thinks that she's very beautiful, right?" Ji Tianhao noticed the change in An Rou Jin's expression. "I didn't expect there to be such a beautiful person outside."
There was another reason why most Ancient Martial Artists looked down on the outside world. It was because the ancient martial arts world had good feng shui. Regardless of gender, they were all very good-looking.
"She's quite beautiful." An Rou Jin regained her senses. "You like her?"
Ji Tianhao narrowed his eyes. "Madam?"
An Rou Jin picked up her handkerchief and covered her mouth. She coughed twice. "If you like her, then take the initiative. She's just an ordinary person. You're an Ancient Martial Artist. It's not a big deal to use other methods."
She was very clear about what Wen Fengmian cared about more than ten years ago. Tsu.
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