His father had no ambition. He thought it was perfectly fine for the Yu Household to hold power, since that meant less for him to worry about.
Zheng Qilong, however, was ambitious.
Time and again, he had hinted at his intentions to his father, both openly and indirectly, but his father remained utterly unmoved.
Zheng Qilong grew anxious, and even the way he looked at the Yu Household began to change.
Who was Yu Jin? He was the scion of an aristocratic clan, raised single-handedly by a spirit severing stage cultivator. His intelligence was scarcely inferior to Su Jiu's.
How could he possibly have brought this family back without first thoroughly investigating his aunt's household?
Most of them took after his aunt, with relatively gentle temperaments, which was reassuring. But there were always an exception or two, and one of them was a foundation establishment cultivator named Zheng Qilong.
Still, everything remained under his control.
According to his investigation, this man named Zheng Qilong was his cousin's youngest son. Before the age of fifteen, he had been meek and timid, but afterward, his personality had changed completely.
Yu Jin had suspected soul possession, too. Only after checking repeatedly had he finally set his mind at ease. It was indeed the original soul, but the difference between his former and current personalities was far too great.
In the end, he could only attribute it to the emergence of multiple personalities.
But this newly emerged personality was no harmless sort. Given a choice, he preferred the Zheng Qilong from before the age of fifteen. At least that boy would not stir up trouble.
This young nephew was no simple character. Several times, openly and indirectly, he had implied that they had stretched their hands too far and taken things that did not