"Xiu Hanzhi, He Congsheng, and Qi Wuji must all listen to me."
Since this was a negotiation, Sikong Jing was no longer especially courteous toward Old Xiu and the others. He replied forcefully, "Even when it comes to bringing back Grandpa Su's son, I have the final say."
Sikong Jing's voice remained calm. Naturally, his father-in-law could not possibly seize his authority to speak.
As his words fell, Murong Jianyun's heart was already churning like storm winds and rolling clouds. He stared at Sikong Jing, with only one question in his mind: Why?
Clearly, Xiu Hanzhi should have held the greatest authority!
Clearly, Sikong Jing was merely someone Xiu Hanzhi had taken a liking to. How had he suddenly leaped to a position with even greater authority than Su Old Devil's son? How could such a thing exist?
Unless...
Murong Jianyun's heart suddenly began pounding wildly again. In a hoarse voice, he asked, "Before Su Old Devil died, he met you!"
He had guessed it!
At this moment, in Murong Jianyun's eyes, Sikong Jing was no longer merely one of Su Old Devil's remnants.
He was Su Old Devil's successor!
This identity alone was enough to make his heart nearly leap from his chest, while his mind buzzed without end. Ba Hun's successor and Su Old Devil's successor—this was simply too insane, too explosive!
In response, Sikong Jing's gaze suddenly deepened.
Then he said faintly, "I am going to Willow Leaf Holy Manor to bring back my wife. That day, because of her identity as the so-called granddaughter of Su Old Devil, she was forcibly taken away by Willow Leaf Holy Manor."
In the tone of someone recounting a story, he spoke softly...
"That day, my wife and I were in our hometown, the Azure Dragon Small Domain, when people