Standing in the main hall, Gui Ying looked slightly out of place. While he was observing the peculiar interior design, he heard countless footsteps approaching.
Raising his brows slightly, Gui Ying said calmly, "They are quite fast."
He then glanced at the group of n kneeling behind him and added, "Based on the footsteps, at least fifty people are coming this way. Looks like you guys are quite important."
Just as his words fell, the double doors swung open, and Ke Ting walked in with a gun in hand, followed by more than fifty n in black combat suits.
When Ke Ting’s eyes landed on Gui Ying, he raised his gun and demanded, "Who let you in?"
Monts ago, the alarm had suddenly gone off, signaling that soone had infiltrated the mansion. However, after checking the surveillance footage, Ke Ting found no sign of the intruders.
Coincidentally, all the caras in the main hall had malfunctioned at the sa ti.
Realizing sothing was wrong, he gathered a team of guards and rushed to the main hall, only to find a masked man in ancient-style clothing standing before their kneeling mbers, who were supposed to search for Bai Hanyun at the bottom of the cliff.
The instant Ke Ting saw his n kneeling before the masked stranger, his instincts scread that this man was dangerous.
While Ke Ting watched him warily, Gui Ying remained calm as his gaze swept across the main hall.
Instead of answering Ke Ting’s question, he said calmly, "This young master is here to et with mbers of the Gui Clan. Bring them here."
Just as his words faded, a deep, dangerous voice ca from the entrance of the main hall. "You look young, but your courage is impressive."
Hearing this, Gui Ying turned toward the voice. When he saw a tall man in a black suit walking in, golden particles flickered in Gui Ying’s eyes.
With a hint of lancholy and sadness in his voice, Gui Ying muttered softly, "Looks like my granduncle already passed away."
When Gui Xiaoxu heard this, he calmly studied Gui Ying. Standing in front of Gui Ying, he coldly asked, "Who are you?"
Unlike when the others had questioned him, Gui Ying’s smile this ti was genuine.
"This young master is the Gui Clan’s patriarch. This young master doesn’t know which generation you belong to, but this young master is certain that you must be my granduncle’s descendant."
Ke Ting frowned when he heard Gui Ying’s words.
Taking a step closer to Gui Xiaoxu, he said in a low voice, "Boss, this man appeared out of nowhere in the main hall. He is suspicious and likely dangerous. Please be careful."
Gui Xiaoxu raised his hand slightly and replied, "I know."
Sensing a familiar aura from Gui Ying, Gui Xiaoxu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Gui Clan? The last person using this surna is my ancestor. What is your na?"
Gui Ying chuckled lazily and shook his head. "You lack education, kid. Before asking for this young master’s na, you should introduce yourself first. Judging by how faint the Gui Clan’s power runs in your blood, you are at least a hundred generations younger than ."
At those words, Gui Xiaoxu’s eyes flickered with doubt, yet a spark of hope rose within him. Seeing the golden particles inside Gui Ying’s eyes, Gui Xiaoxu’s heart skipped a beat.
’This man’s eyes... Is he really a mber of my Gui Clan? But why does he still use our original surna instead of the altered one?’
After studying Gui Ying closely for a while, Gui Xiaoxu calmly introduced himself, "My na is Gui Xiaoxu. I am the 685th generation of the Gui Clan. Now that I have told you my na, shouldn’t you tell yours?"
Gui Ying smiled faintly and replied, "This young master’s na is Gui Ying, a mber of the 1,847th generation of the Gui Clan. Based on seniority, you should call this young master Ancestor."
When Gui Xiaoxu heard this, he frowned slightly. After a brief pause, he said, "Based on the generations, I should be your elder."
Hearing this, Gui Ying chuckled. Seeing that the conversation was likely to be long, he waved his hand, and a jade table with two jade stools appeared in the middle of the hall.
Taking a seat, Gui Ying calmly retrieved a tea set and a pot of boiled water from his spatial ring. As he brewed the tea with elegant movents, he said, "If this young master isn’t mistaken, your ancestor’s na should be Gui Han."
Hearing that, Gui Xiaoxu glanced at Ke Ting.
Catching the signal, Ke Ting said, "All of you, leave."
Soon, only the three of them remained in the main hall.
Gui Xiaoxu calmly sat down across from Gui Ying on the jade stool. Looking at him steadily, he asked, "Is my ancestor really your granduncle?"
Gui Ying didn’t answer his question but continued calmly, "When my grandfather sent my granduncle to this world, the Yang Mirror assisted him by creating a space portal."
"Knowing my granduncle’s personality, the Yang Mirror should have been kept as the clan’s heirloom. Without the Yang Mirror’s protection, your clan should have been punished by the Heavenly Dao."
Gui Ying then glanced at Gui Xiaoxu, and the golden particles in his eyes thickened.
A few seconds later, he sighed and added, "As expected. There is a bloodline restriction seal on your soul."
Hearing this, all of Gui Xiaoxu’s doubts about Gui Ying’s identity vanished completely. The reason was simple. Only the true mbers of the Gui Clan knew about their blood curse.
Clenching his fists, Gui Xiaoxu asked, "Do you have a way to remove this curse?"
Pouring a cup of tea for both himself and Gui Xiaoxu, Gui Ying explained, "That isn’t a curse. It’s a seal."
"When my grandfather forcefully sent my granduncle to this world and went against our Gui Clan’s rule, the Heavenly Dao was furious and tried to exterminate my granduncle’s bloodline. As the one who sent him here, my grandfather also suffered greatly and nearly lost his life."
"Fortunately, our Gui Clan resides on a spiritual land, where the spiritual energy is abundant. Otherwise, he would have died the mont his golden core was crushed and his nascent soul was split."
Pausing for a second, Gui Ying added quietly, "As for you... Your lifespan will be exhausted in three years."
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