"Indeed, there will be those in the Ji family who are unhappy with Ji Wuyi being an heir that descended from the heavens."
"You can secretly exploit such relationships and divide the Ji family for this young master's use."
"I'll give you half a month. When I see you again, I expect a perfect report."
Zhao Yunhai had to remind Qian Mian Gui of the deadline.
"Your subordinate will definitely complete the task assigned by Young Master Yun."
Qian Mian Gui bowed his head with great confidence, promising to comply.
He was confident that no one would find any flaws. The thought of being able to manipulate the esteemed Ji family and throw it into chaos made him incredibly excited.
"This young master will await your good news."
Zhao Yunhai waved his hand, turning to look out the window. Such a beautiful world, but the Ji family would soon be unable to see it.
Seeing this, Qian Mian Gui respectfully cupped his hands and disappeared from the room without a sound.
...
Ji Changlong was already eagerly anticipating the moment he would meet his son, Ji Wuyi.
"Where are we now?"
Ji Changlong asked the clansman beside him.
"Patriarch, the young master has successfully boarded the ship. The Zhao clan hasn't discovered us."
This clansman, who was fiercely loyal to Ji Changlong, said with great joy.
"He is not yet the young master, do not speak so carelessly."
Ji Changlong caught his slip of the tongue and quickly waved his hand. Nothing was settled yet.
"It's almost certain, Patriarch. The future of our Ji family holds hope."
The Ji clansman's eyes were filled with excitement.
"Hahaha, let's hope you're right." Hearing this, Ji Changlong laughed heartily, tears of excitement welling up in his eyes.
He had thought he would die without an heir, but heaven had blessed him with another son.
Qian Mian Gui, who had successfully boarded the ship, looked at the people constantly observing him with a cold smile inside, maintaining an arrogant demeanor and ignoring them.
That was the nature of the Lone Wolf.
The people around him were not surprised by his aloofness, as they had evidently researched some information about the Lone Wolf.
It was only after Qian Mian Gui arrived at the port that he realized this was the United States of America. So this was where the Ji family was hiding. He chuckled inwardly.
However, no matter how well they hid, there would come a day when they would be exposed.
How could the dwindling Ji family compare to the ever-prospering Zhao clan on the Nine Provinces continent?
A quick comparison revealed a world of difference.
Under their guidance, Qian Mian Gui finally saw Ji Changlong, who had been eagerly awaiting his arrival.
"He's so much like me, truly like me."
Although he had seen photos, Ji Changlong was excited to see the younger version of himself and patted Qian Mian Gui's shoulder.
"You are the father I've never met."
Qian Mian Gui tilted his head slightly, looking at him arrogantly, "Do you think I need a father like you, who was never responsible?"
Ji Changlong's expression stiffened. The emotion of reuniting with his biological son lessened somewhat, replaced by guilt.
"I apologize. Your disappearance back then was my fault. Fortunately, you are still alive."
"Your father never gave up searching for you. It's just that our Ji family's current capabilities are limited, and we cannot intervene in the Nine Provinces."
"It's quite surprising that you would appear in the Nine Provinces."
Qian Mian Gui's expression seemed to soften slightly, and he let out a cold smile without saying anything further.
Ji Changlong understood that he couldn't adapt immediately and smiled, "It's alright. We have plenty of time to talk."
"Before that, would you mind if I took a strand of your hair?"
Ji Changlong naturally wouldn't rely on a blood pact; he believed in science, evidence, and DNA matching.
"It's fine. Come on, I also want to see if you are my biological father."
Qian Mian Gui chuckled and opened his arms to the medical personnel behind him, allowing them to proceed.
Seeing this, Ji Changlong also wanted to be cautious. In fact, upon seeing this face, he was almost certain.
However, the necessary procedures had to be followed, as evidence was needed to convince the family members.
Meanwhile, the Ji family was in an uproar upon hearing that the Patriarch had a son returning for recognition.
The position of future Patriarch was originally to be chosen from the younger generation.
Now, an individual with an even more legitimate claim had descended from the heavens and was poised to take the position of future Patriarch.
Who could tolerate this?
If it were you, you certainly couldn't.
"I can't tolerate it. Even if he is the Patriarch's son who was lost in the past, he shouldn't block all our paths the moment he appears."
A young man in his twenties from the Ji family's eyes were filled with gloom as he smashed his phone in anger.
"Don't be rash, he's the Patriarch's son."
A person who was close to him quickly signaled him to be quieter.
"What are you afraid of? If it weren't for him, I would have had a great chance at that position."
This young man was named Ji Wuhua, the grandson of the Ji family's Grand Elder, and a direct descendant of the Ji family.
At a young age, he had already reached the Grandmaster realm and held immense prestige among the younger generation of the Ji family.
This was why he was so furious; someone had just crushed his hopes.
For years, he had cultivated diligently, never wasting a moment, and he had also studied other knowledge to enrich himself.
He could be considered a rare genius in the Ji family for hundreds of years.
"Wuhua, we all support you. An outsider wants to control the Ji family? Utterly delusional. But you shouldn't act impulsively."
"The Patriarch has just reunited with his son. We shouldn't be the first to make a move now. Let's wait. Someone within the clan who dislikes him will surely step forward."
This person was named Ji Ning, an ordinary collateral branch disciple. Because of his talent, his skill in flattery, and his intelligence, he was kept by Ji Wuhua's side.
Ji Ning always followed Ji Wuhua's lead. If Ji Wuhua successfully took the Patriarch's position, his own status would naturally rise.
"You're right."
Ji Wuhua took a deep breath and calmed down, a faint smile on his face.
Normally, he would remain calm in any situation, but this news had almost caused him to lose control.
Meanwhile, Qian Mian Gui's DNA had been scientifically verified. Since he was well-prepared, a mere DNA verification was not a new experience for him.
There was once an instance where he almost got caught.
It was only later that he discovered his son was still his son, but his father was not his father; the problem lay with his mother.
Ji Changlong, overjoyed, embraced "Ji Wuyi." "After so many years, I've finally found you."
"Don't worry. From today onwards, you are the heir to our Ji family. No one will dare to oppose my decision."
"And you are truly my son, Ji Changlong. At such a young age, you are already a Great Grandmaster. The rejuvenation of the Ji family is hopeful."
Qian Mian Gui said calmly, "What is the current situation of the Ji family?"
"I don't want a mess. From what I understand, the Ji family seems to have been driven out of the Nine Provinces by the Zhao clan, suffering heavy losses and nearly facing extermination."
Ji Changlong reassured him with a smile, "Heh heh, the Zhao clan only succeeded through despicable means back then. Our Ji family cannot be defeated."