In the Xie Family study.
Xie Yongan stared grimly at the phone number he had not called in a long time.
He knew what price he would have to pay once he reestablished contact.
But recent developments had already spiraled completely out of control.
There were even rumors that the authorities intended to crack down on the Xie Family.
In the domestic political and economic climate, what did a crackdown mean?!
It meant decades of hard work could be destroyed overnight!
It was all Xie Chen's fault!
If he had not targeted the Xie Family at every turn, how could they have been driven into such a corner?!
He should never have spared his life in the first place. Now he had raised a tiger only to invite disaster!
Xie Yongan was consumed by regret. After deliberating again and again, he finally dialed the number.
It rang for quite some time before someone answered. An old, gloomy voice came through.
"You bear the signs of certain death. Even if you come to me, there is no way to break it."
The moment Xie Yongan heard that, he panicked. "Master! Please save me! You could change my fate back then, so today you can—"
"How can then compare to now?" The elderly voice gave a mocking laugh. "That little thing is no longer what it used to be."
Naturally, Xie Yongan knew who "that little thing" referred to. His eyes shifted as he said, "Master, don't you have a grudge against the Xie Family?! If we don't suppress that little thing now, and he truly returns to his roots in the future, won't that ruin your great plans?!"
"Hmph." The master on the phone snorted coldly. "I warned you long ago to keep that remnant under watch and tied firmly to