"I remembered."
Lien abruptly raised his head and dropped heavily to his knees with a thud. He rubbed his fingers hard against the aged, almost illegible wall until the skin tore on several of them, blood dripping down.
"Mother, Father, your son remembered."
Seeing that something was wrong with his expression, Qian Wanyu hurriedly had Mu Sheng and Zhi Lan pull him away. "Lien, did you remember everything?"
Lien looked at Qian Wanyu, then at Qian Ziyan and Qian Yiling. Furious, he shook off Mu Sheng and Zhi Lan's support. "It was you people of the so-called Thousand Family who forcibly tore my mother and Father apart, leaving Father to die of grief!"
Qian Yiling bristled at that. "Boy, since when was it your place to pass judgment on the Thousand Family's affairs?"
Qian Wanyu glanced at Lien, then looked up at the Concord Jade radiating blood-red light. With the inheritance still nowhere to be found, she suddenly sat down to one side and carefully recalled Qian Ying's letter. Only now did she realize that the woman had dug another deep pit and waited for her to jump in.
There was Qian Ying's hatred of the Thousand Family, and those tangled affairs between the Orc Race and the Human Race that could not be left unspoken...
Qian Ying's letter had also asked her to find her descendants and look after them.
How could this be resolved by merely looking after someone? Grudges of family and nation lay between them, bound by an indistinct thread. If Lien refused to cooperate, would the inheritance remain trapped here, never to see daylight again?
"Lien, do you understand what happened between your mother and father?"
Lien glared furiously at Qian Wanyu. "I don't need you to tell me about Father and Mother. I-"
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