In the main hall of the Sun Family residence, Old Sun sat boldly in the seat of honor, the corner of his mouth twisted into a cold, arrogant smile as he looked down at the Sun Family members below and the guests who had come to offer birthday congratulations.
At this moment, whether it was Sun Heyun, deputy captain of the Central Anomaly Bureau, Sun Hehui, the Unity Society's Seventh Chef, or the other military and political officials who thought highly of themselves, all stood with utmost respect, not daring to show the slightest negligence.
Everyone stood according to seniority. The younger generation knelt and kowtowed, while the others bowed deeply, congratulating the Ninth Branch on becoming the head of the Sun Family.
The guests around them were equally tactful, bowing in congratulations with ingratiating smiles on their faces.
This was the Cleaning Association's Eastern Patriarch. It would not be an exaggeration to call him the underground emperor of the entire East.
They had originally come to celebrate Sun Changhe's birthday in order to curry favor with the Sun Family, yet they had unexpectedly encountered the even more formidable Eastern Patriarch!
Compared with this Eastern Patriarch's power and influence, the Sun Family had originally been nothing at all.
For many of the guests, this was simply an opportunity that came once in a thousand years.
Old Sun looked at the respectful crowd below, as well as his uncles and elders whose attitudes had completely changed, and felt immense satisfaction mixed with countless emotions.
He had waited far too long for this day.
Ever since leaving the Sun Family in his youth, he had dreamed of this very moment.
To return to the Sun Family, reclaim everything he had lost, and make those who had hurt him pay the price they