Cheng Zhengyang, who was walking ahead, heard this, and a kind smile appeared on his lips, as if it was one of appreciation, or perhaps of comfort.
Nangong Tianxiang was taken aback and glanced at Ye Hao, thinking that Ye Hao didn't understand her. She quickly explained, "I didn't an that my brother is really sick, just that his thoughts are a bit outlandish."
"No worries, I like people with imaginative thoughts. Besides, since the legacy of your ancestors has fallen onto , I have the duty to protect your Nangong Clan and the right to teach your family mbers," Ye Hao replied with a smile.
"You really take the inheritance from my ancestors seriously, huh? Hmph! I don't need you to mind my business," Nangong Tianxiang huffed adorably.
Ye Hao smiled again.
As they entered the hall, Nangong Tianxiang imdiately rushed toward a middle-aged woman, sweetly calling out, "Mom."
As for Nangong Tianxiang's cousins, they all quietly found a spot to sit, not making any noise, appearing very composed.
Cheng Zhengyang, however, pulled Ye Hao over to the sofa, chuckling as he asked, "Hao, how are things developing over there in Peng City?"
At this mont, Nangong Tianxiang's grandmother brought over a few cups of tea, and Ye Hao accepted them with both hands, thanking her, "Thank you, Grandma."
"You're welco. You n have your chat, and I'll go help in the kitchen over there," said Tianxiang's grandmother with a warm smile.
Ye Hao nodded with a smile, then turned to Cheng Zhengyang and said, "Chief..."
"Why are you calling chief? Chief Ye Batian is our chief. If you don't mind, just call Uncle Cheng," said Cheng Zhengyang, who, being sensitive, naturally knew that Ye Hao was soone under the protection of the Ye Family. The old master Ye Batian's health improvent wasn't sothing that happened overnight, and he had already received so insider information long ago.
Although he wasn't sure if Ye Batian's rejuvenation was brought by Ye Hao, soone like Ye Hao was worth knowing for good fortune at least.
"Uncle Cheng." Ye Hao nodded with a smile, instantly aligning his status with the likes of Nangong Tianming and Nangong Tianlang.
"Haha, does that an you'll call Uncle Nangong too?" Nangong Tianhe joked, seeing how highly Cheng Zhengyang regarded Ye Hao, and didn't put on airs, wanting to get closer to Ye Hao.
"Well... Tianxiang might skin alive later! Grandpa, how about we each stick to our titles?" Ye Hao laughed.
"You kid, fine! As you said, everyone calls as they see fit," Nangong Tianhe agreed good-naturedly. After all, there was no loss if called grandpa.
"Alright." Ye Hao nodded, then responded to Cheng Zhengyang's earlier question, "The developnt in Peng City is okay; mainly researching so special things. To expand the business, there's not that much money, so we'll have to first develop in Peng City."
"Hehe, a person with ambition travels far and wide, don't limit your vision to one place," Cheng Zhengyang laughed.
"Uncle Cheng's guidance is right; I'm trying to find places needing investnt. I just arrived in Shanghai and already witnessed its prosperity. In this bustling city, I want to see if there are opportunities requiring my investnt," Ye Hao smiled, initially having no plans to invest in Shanghai while escorting Tianxiang ho. After all, there was no one to back him here, and investing without understanding is like throwing a stone into the ocean, causing no ripple.
However, now things were different. The implication in Cheng Zhengyang's words suggested he intended to back Ye Hao. With such support, an investnt of ten million here could return a billion! That's the difference between having a backing and not.
Of course! Going elsewhere, even with a high-ranking official like Cheng there, wouldn't necessarily help, mainly because other places didn't have Shanghai's developnt prospects, but in this expensive land, a slight miscalculation in investnt could result in earning profit.
"Hehe, alright then. If you need any help, co to see at the City Committee. Here's my number." Cheng Zhengyang wrote down his private number on a piece of paper for Ye Hao.
"I'll take it then. Inevitably, there'll be tis when I trouble Uncle Cheng, just hope you and Mrs. Cheng won't mind," Ye Hao chuckled.
"Of course not," Cheng Zhengyang laughed, his wife also chiming in agreent.
At this mont, Nangong Tianhe asked with a smile, "Hao, before you ntioned looking for your ntor's descendants, what's that about?"
"This matter is quite mysterious; you might not believe it, but I want to ask if there's an ancestor nad Nangong Tianhou in the Nangong Clan?" Ye Hao inquired.
"What era?" Nangong Tianhe couldn't recall so many ancestors of the Clan given its long history, so he wanted to know more from Ye Hao.
"Approximately 1,700 to 1,800 years ago," Ye Hao said.
"Hold on, I'll go get..."
"Grandpa, I've got it here." At this point, Nangong Tianxiang ca down from upstairs, holding a worn-out copy of the Flowing Water Score. This score appeared yellowed, made from a special type of paper that doesn't burn or dissolve, a kind of material even the Three Kingdoms couldn't find, yet was procured and passed down by the ancestors of the Nangong Clan.
"Hehe, you little girl," Nangong Tianhe smiled, taking the flow score Tianxiang brought over.
Nangong Tianhe began to flip from the modern tis backward.
Ye Hao smiled and said, "Grandpa, better to flip from the front! If I'm not mistaken, Nangong Tianhou was around during the Three Kingdoms period."
"Three Kingdoms..." Cheng Zhengyang was puzzled; as a modern high-ranking official, he didn't believe in the concept of souls.
"Yes." Ye Hao nodded. Although Nangong Tianhe was puzzled, he started flipping to the front.
Upon reaching the first page, Ye Hao pointed out the na Nangong Tianhou in the eighth generation. Although it was an ancient script from the Three Kingdoms, Ye Hao recognized it.
"Here it is." Ye Hao pointed.
These characters... Cheng Zhengyang, who knows a thing or two about ancient scripts, looked and thought it indeed resembled a 'hou' character.
Nangong Tianhe took a glance, and upon seeing Nangong Tianhou's na, he paused and asked, "Hao, are you saying the legacy might be from Ancestor Nangong Tianhou?"
"Yes, Grandpa," Ye Hao nodded affirmatively.
"How do you know?" queried Nangong Tianhe, puzzled.
"Grandpa, before explaining, I need to talk about sothing quite mysterious. Do you believe in spirits?" Ye Hao asked.
"Nonsense," both Nangong Tianhe and Cheng Zhengyang replied simultaneously.
"Hehe, I knew you'd have such views, but there are truly spirits in this world. Moreover, people from ancient tis with such beliefs were powerful beyond asure," Ye Hao said with a smile.
"I don't believe in such things," Nangong Tianhe stated, closing the Flowing Water Score, thinking Ye Hao was trying to trick him.
"I understand your skepticism, but Master Nangong Tianhou ntioned passing on his mysterious body technique to you..." (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users can read at m.qidian.)
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