Hearing the old man's words, everyone in the room underwent a drastic change in expression.
The way they looked over also changed.
Because they knew just how much power the old man wielded in Kaiste City, and just how immense the assets under his name were.
More importantly, he was not alone. He had a wife, a son, and a daughter.
At this moment, they were all in the room.
Hearing that the old man intended to give everything he owned to Chen Mo, the looks they gave him became rather unpleasant.
They had even begun calculating certain unspeakable matters.
Chen Mo naturally noticed such trivial details, but he did not care.
They were nothing but earthen chickens and pottery dogs, not worth worrying about.
He merely looked calmly at the old man on the bed.
"What is your request?"
"Take our ashes back home." The old man's face was filled with anticipation.
Yet from beginning to end, Chen Mo showed no unusual expression.
"You're from Great Zhou?"
"No, I am from Great Gan." Reminiscence flickered in the old man's eyes.
The three martial brothers had accidentally entered a Teleportation Array that had inexplicably activated, and were sent to this continent.
Although they had ultimately crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and successfully reached Kaiste City,
their injuries had been too severe. After holding on for several years, the others all died from their wounds, leaving only Murong Cheng behind.
He married, had children, and built a vast family fortune.
Yet he was unhappy. In his heart, he had always wanted to return to Great Gan, to return home.
To see his family.
Alone in a foreign land, a stranger in a strange place!
Even after starting a family, he still had little sense of belonging toward Kaiste City.
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