Chapter 464

Jiang Hongsong was slightly taken aback.

He had not expected that his own adopted son's offspring would not bear the surname Ding.

But just then, Ding Xuan explained, "Speaking of it, I'm not afraid of being laughed at by my godfather. I once fell deeply in love with the Third Young Lady of the Nangong Clan, but this relationship was not approved by the Nangong Clan, and they never agreed to let me marry the Third Young Lady."

"It wasn't until the Third Young Lady secretly became pregnant with Zhi'er that, to save face, they had no choice but to agree to the marriage."

"However, the premise for all of this was that Zhi'er had to take his mother's surname, and I only had one chance per month to visit......"

Hearing there was such a backstory, Jiang Hongsong could not help but grow even more puzzled.

And at this moment, the surrounding crowd also unconsciously slowed their pace, pricked up their ears, and began to listen to this piece of secret news.

The doubts in their hearts were no fewer than Jiang Hongsong's.

After all, the Nangong Clan was one of the oldest clans in Tiandou Prefecture.

Two thousand years ago, its ancestor Nangong Zhantian was a powerhouse at the sixth level of the Moon Wheel realm!

Later, he clashed with a powerful enemy, resulting in severe injuries and near death.

He had no choice but to choose closed-door cultivation to recover from his wounds.

He had been in closed-door cultivation for over two thousand years with no news.

Moreover, the Nangong Clan had encountered multiple crises, yet he never showed himself.

This led all factions to believe Nangong Zhantian was already dead.

The Nangong Clan was downgraded to a Star Wheel-level faction!

Over two thousand years, the Nangong Clan had not produced a single Moon Wheel cultivator.

The one with the greatest hope of reaching this realm today was the ancestor Nangong Yu!

Possessing a cultivation base at the ninth level of the Star Wheel realm!

Only one step away from achieving the Moon Wheel realm!

Because of cultivating the "Mingwang Budong" technique passed down by Nangong Zhantian, his combat power was extremely strong, and he was hard to find an opponent within the Star Wheel realm!!

The Nangong Clan's foundation ran deep.

But this Ding Xuan, as the son-in-law of the Nangong Clan, why had he ended up wandering about in such a state?

Having cultivated to such an age, his cultivation base was still only at the Purple Mansion realm.

He had even thrown in his lot with Sima Nan, becoming his henchman, and scraped together the position of City Lord.

At this moment, Ding Xuan read the puzzlement on everyone's faces.

He showed a helpless expression and sighed: "Many years ago, something major happened within the Nangong Clan, and they suddenly announced the sealing of the mountain, making it impossible for outsiders to enter......"

"With no other choice, I could only choose to wander outside, and later luckily encountered Sima Nan."

"Sima Nan's temperament, you all should know a thing or two about — he harbors extreme wariness toward clans and sects."

"Therefore, in order to gain his favor and obtain more cultivation resources, I concealed my background, lest he grow suspicious."

"It's just a pity my talent is limited. Even though I luckily obtained the position of City Lord of Wudan City, I found it hard to advance even an inch, and could only waste my days......"

This was the first time Ding Xuan had revealed so many secrets to an outsider.

One reason was that the current Jiang Clan was indeed powerful enough to disregard the Nangong Clan.

The second was that he had indeed developed some feelings for these old fellows.

People are not grass or trees — who can be without emotion?

Moreover, he had lost both parents at a young age, and the family fields had been forcibly seized by his heartless relatives through underhanded means!

With no other choice, he could only beg for alms, growing up eating from a hundred households.

If at the very beginning, recognizing these old residents of the ancestral home as godfathers was merely to latch onto the powerful leg of the Cangwu Jiang Clan.

But now, after continuous contact.

Feeling the care and kindness of these old men, he was gradually swayed by emotion, and his thoughts had undergone some changes.

It was precisely because of these experiences that he, for the first time before outsiders, tore open his own scars!

Hearing this, Jiang Hongsong sighed: "Sigh, you are also a child of bitter fate."

Having spoken, he suddenly made a certain decision, and tentatively asked: "Since you have already become this old man's adopted son, let's not speak as two separate families. My granddaughter happens to be eighteen now — how about we further cement our ties and arrange this marriage alliance?"

"When that time comes, you can also borrow the name of my Cangwu Jiang Clan to bring your wife and son out......"

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