Chen Cong and Chen Menglin were both taken aback when they heard this, and asked in unison, "You mean?"
Chen Xiaojun smiled faintly, his voice carrying a note of careful thought. "She was only seven then. A seven-year-old child suddenly left a familiar environment and came to a completely new place. There had to be a reason behind it."
"That point in time was shortly after Ji Tiantian awakened her Martial Soul, and also shortly after our Chen Clan came out of seclusion."
"Knowing full well that our Chen Clan had emerged, and even knowing that you, second grand-uncle, had taken over Chang'an Academy, they still chose to move to Chang'an Academy. There's something there worth mulling over."
At this point, Chen Xiaojun's voice grew even smoother, filled with confidence. "At the very least, it proves one thing: within their family, the idea of drawing closer to our Chen Clan gained the upper hand."
"Otherwise, why would they risk being discovered by us and move to a place so deeply connected to the Chen Clan?"
Chen Cong said softly, "That is indeed rather interesting."
Chen Menglin, however, was puzzled. His brows knitted tightly as he said in confusion, "No, if they knew your second grand-uncle had taken over Chang'an Academy and still moved here, weren't they putting themselves right under our noses? Wouldn't that be openly inviting us to discover them?"
Chen Xiaojun nodded and said firmly, "Exactly. They wanted us to discover them."
Chen Menglin was even more confused. He scratched his head and said, "Isn't that contradictory? They deliberately moved here, yet said nothing. What kind of act is this? Baiting the hook? What exactly were they trying to do?"
Chen Xiaojun shook his head lightly, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Third Great Uncle,