“What do you do on this island? Did they force you to stay?” Chen Hao wanted to know more.
Chen Hao suspected that the people from Soul Palace murdered their parents and kidnapped the children.
“Young Master Chen, don’t worry. We saved these children and raised them.” An old man with white hair had appeared behind Chen Hao without him realizing.
He was wearing a black robe, but this time, he wasn’t wearing a mask.
He came over slowly and patted the little girl’s head affectionately. “Don’t eat too much junk food in the future, okay?”
The little girl said, “Alright, Grandpa Wen. Do you want to have the biscuits then?”
“No, thank you. You can have it. After you finish eating, go and do your homework. If Hu and the others bully you again, tell me!”
“Thank you, Grandpa Wen. Thank you, big brother. Bye!” The little girl took the biscuits and ran away after thanking them.
“Who are you?” Chen Hao sized this old man up.
The old man chuckled lightly. “Young Master Chen, have you forgotten me just after a month?”
“I remember now. You’re the one who told East, South, West and North to follow me!” Chen Hao exclaimed.
“Haha, my name is Wen Zizai. People on the island like to call me Uncle Wen,” Uncle Wen replied, shaking his head with a smile.
“I was just looking for you. You said you wanted to bring me to see someone. I’ve already been here for so long, so isn’t it about time I met him?” Chen Hao said angrily.
“You have been eating those foods for a month and I see that your complexion is already at its best. The King Ginseng has also purified your body. Yes, today is the day to bring you to him, ” Uncle Wen said with a smile. “This way, Young Master Chen!”
Chen Hao frowned but he didn’t say anything. He followed Uncle Wen quietly.
The island was clustered with buildings. When they drew near, Chen Hao saw that the buildings were surrounded by men in black who looked very strong.
Finally, Uncle Wen led Chen Hao to the front of the biggest palace.
It looked similar to the court of a palace in ancient times.
On the top of the staircase, there was a platform. On the platform, an old man whose back was facing Chen Hao was staring at a huge map in front of him, lost in thought.
“Lord, Young Master Chen is here,” Uncle Wen announced solemnly, bowing.
“Leave us!”
The old man’s voice rang out like the clear and deep note of a huge bell. He raised his hand slightly, his back still facing them.
Uncle Wen left.
“I don’t think we’ve met,” Chen Hao said
“You might not know me, but I know you. You’re Young Master Chen, also known as Chen Hao, the only heir to the Chen family. Right, I nearly forgot. You’re also the live-in son-in-law of the Yu family. They chose you because of your cowardice.”
Chen Hao flushed.
He did pretend to be a coward and become a live-in son-in-law in order to get the King Ginseng.
“That’s my private business. You don’t have to worry about it. Thank you for all the precious food that you have given me while I was here. They really brought my power to the next level.” Chen Hao tried to change the subject.
“Private business? I see that you have no shame! The reputation of the Chen family is ruined because of you, you scoundrel!”
The old man slapped the stone chair angrily and turned around.
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