Shaoyun was slightly stunned: "Bought, bought it?"
"Yes." Fu Yunshen leaned against the wall with his leg bent, "Let’s talk business."
For him, there are many ways to make money.
Back in the days of O Continent, he started from scratch, changing places didn’t make a difference.
Shaoyun’s expression turned serious as he immediately transmitted the electronic files to the hovering blue screen: "Xiao Qi, take a look."
Fu Yunshen raised his eyes at the words.
He tapped a few times in the void, and the screen turned accordingly.
The black skull symbol had appeared a total of thirteen times in the City of the World, the earliest being in the late 16th century, 1798.
The occurrences were indeed very few, and no one paid any attention to them.
"I can’t trace their origins, a lot of clues have been erased." Shaoyun said in a deep voice, "So I surmise, it must be related to the Sage Academy."
After reading, Fu Yunshen spoke slowly: "A rough estimate is at least three Sages."
Shaoyun’s pupils contracted: "Three?!"
Even one was terrifying enough, but three?
Which three would they be?
"Yes." Fu Yunshen said indifferently, "This matter, you don’t need to worry about, nor can you handle."
For the people of the City of the World, the Sage is like a god.
Immortal and immensely powerful.
Below the Sage, all are ants in comparison.
Even the Yuh Family, representing martial power, could be wiped out by a flick of a Sage’s finger.
"I certainly won’t let you investigate alone." Shaoyun frowned, "But what reason do the Sages have for doing this?"
"I don’t know." Fu Yunshen turned off the hovering screen, "I’ll tell you when I find out."
Shaoyun’s hand drooped in resignation, and he pursed his lips: "Xiao Qi, if you have any issues in the future, you can tell me."
Fu Yunshen knew he was referring to the Morgan Family matters.
He lowered his eyelashes, chuckled: "It’s nothing, I’ve been alone all these years, I’m used to it."
His words were nonchalant, yet Yuh Shaoyun felt a pang of heartache.
"Mr. Yuh, if you encounter difficulties, I’ll help you, anytime." Fu Yunshen’s voice was calm, "But I won’t live with you, nor call you father, that’s all."
Shaoyun lowered his head, laughed bitterly: "I’m indeed unworthy to be your father, I haven’t raised you a single day, and didn’t even know of your existence these twenty years."
Fu Yunshen said nothing more and returned to the presidential suite.
He bent down and carefully picked up the girl from the sofa, his fingers slightly tightening.
Ying Zijin woke up, her eyes opening: "What is it?"
"Nothing." Fu Yunshen’s chin rested on her shoulder, he laughed softly, "I’m grateful that before I met you, I already had the ability to protect you and am not under the family’s constraints."
But Yuh Shaoyun, wasn’t so lucky.
One could say many people aren’t that lucky.
**
The Morgan Family incident didn’t take a day to spread throughout the noble circles of the City of the World.
Especially regarding Yuh Shaoyun’s acknowledgment of the only heir to the main house, it caused an uproar in the entire noble circle.
The W web’s hot search list was completely occupied by this news.
#The Only Heir of the Yuh Family#
#The Mysterious Eldest Young Master#
The Yuh Family naturally received the first-hand news.
The servants and subordinates were shocked, but they wisely knew this wasn’t their matter to handle.
"Madam, Old Madam, what on earth is the head of the house trying to do?" The steward couldn’t understand at all, only felt furious, "By saying this, where does this leave Young Master Shaoying?!" f.r(e)e\webn.ovel.co\m
Zhu Sha was the legitimate wife, while Fu Liuying had no status at all.
Why?
Old Madam Yuh was furious: "Old age has made my son rebellious, his father and I were too soft-hearted back then, we shouldn’t have let that woman leave the city!"
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