She waited here for three days, just waiting for a so-called grandfather who had never met before.

Since Nangong Jin learned about her life experience, she has been thinking about what kind of person she wants to meet.

This day came, but Nangong Jin suddenly felt a little nervous.

She looked at the entrance and saw an old man with a hunched back, wearing a black robe and white hair staggeringly walking over.

The old man walked very slowly, and then he slowly raised his head after he came to Nangong Jin.

"You are A Jin, are you?"

The old man spoke very slowly, signaling to the chair next to him and said, "Sit!"

Nangong Jin didn't say anything. She kept looking at the old man, trying to find traces similar to hers on his face.

Unfortunately, she was disappointed.

The old man's face was covered with gullies, and his skin was almost invisible, and he was covered with wrinkles.

"How many years have passed... On the day your father died, you were born, your mother left in a difficult labor, leaving only you alone."

The old man sighed lightly, "That day, the Qiankun Courtyard changed the sky. The great venerable killed his dissidents and swept everything."

Nangong Jin didn't understand what the old man was saying, she hesitated for a moment, "Who is the Great Venerable?"

"It's the person who claims to be the head of Qiankun Academy now!"

Duanmuyi explained.

Nangong Jin asked subconsciously, "Where is Wan Rou's organization?"

"good!"

Nangong Jin looked at the old man and asked tentatively, "Are you really my grandfather?"

"Haha... Is there still a ceremony to recognize relatives through blood?"

The old man quipped.

"No, I mean..." Nangong Jin couldn't admit to believing in his identity just because Duanmu Yi said one-sidedly.

Many things are still unknown, and Nangong Jin must figure them out.

"Actually..." the old man said quietly, "Although you are not considered Nangong Dalong's biological daughter, you are also related to him, because our Qiankun Academy lineage has a new surname, Nangong!"

Nangong Jin was slightly stunned.

"Otherwise, why would I keep you in the Nangong family?

It is because the Nangong family is a branch of Qiankunyuan.”

"It's just that the secular one left more than a hundred years ago, so it has no relationship with Qiankunyuan on the surface."

"Don't you think about why Wan Rou was sent to Nanlong Group as an undercover agent?

It is the Great Venerable who wants to find out whether the Nangong family in the secular world is related to the old subordinates."

"Fortunately, Dalong is very agile. He used the power of the Dragon Group to escape danger many times, so he did not make the other party doubt your identity!"

"If you don't believe it, you can go back and ask Nangong Dalong, he is your uncle and your father's younger brother!"

Nangong Jin suddenly realized that no wonder she had a lot of similarities with Nangong Dalong from childhood to adulthood, both in medicine and personality. So that's it.

"Why do you recognize me now?"

Nangong Jin raised his head and asked in confusion, "After so many years, I'm just a foster child."

"Things are urgent!"

Duanmuyi suddenly walked over and said in a deep voice, "One of our strongholds was discovered by the Great Venerable. An important person was arrested. He betrayed!"

"Rebellion?"

"Yes! He confessed that many of our internal personnel have not yet threatened the main base, but some of the arrangements on the periphery may be threatened, so your grandfather meant to ask you to come back as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation and unite people's hearts as the future lord of Qiankunyuan."

Duanmuyi continued, "Now there are no leaders in the group of dragons, and those old antiques are very worried about the future of Qiankunyuan. If you don't show up, they won't come out."

Nangong Jin was confused, "What, what old antique?"

Duanmuyi smiled, "Of course they are the great masters who cannot come out of the world!"

Nangong Jin's heart beat faster, "Grandmaster!!!"

"Child, follow me!"

The old man slowly stood up, leaned on a cane, and walked towards the other end of the rooftop garden.

Nangong Jin quickly followed.

The three of them entered the elevator and didn't know which floor they stopped. They seemed to have descended to the underground, and it took a full minute to stop.

The moment he opened the elevator, Nangong Jin felt a hustle and bustle coming towards him.

Among the bright lights and wine, there are many lively people.

There are streets, neon lights, and even some special vehicles passing by.

Where the dome is raised, there are various lighting devices, and the head cannot be seen from afar.

An underground city of steel.

"Okay, so spectacular!"

Nangong Jin was shocked.

"This way!"

The old man led Nangong Jin to a place hanging on the "Dushan House" and seemed to be a teahouse.

The people I met on the road stopped to salute.

Many people saw Nangong Jin quietly hid aside and stopped to watch.

"Who is that?

So beautiful!”

"I heard that it is our saint, the future master of Qiankun Academy!"

"Saint, Saint?

Are you finally going to return?"

The crowd of people talking made Nangong Jin very nervous. He squeezed his hands tightly and lowered his head and dared not look at him.

"A thousand meters deep in Qiankun City is the foundation of Qiankun Academy today.

Decades ago, we spent trillions of wealth to build it, and almost wiped out our family’s assets!”

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head, "However, it is a great blessing to bring opportunities for the tribe members to their ability to cultivate and survive."

Duanmuyi continued to introduce, "There are 600,000 residents in Qiankun City, all of which are from my Qiankun Academy. This place is no different from the city on the ground. Everyone lives a comfortable life!"

Entering the ‘Dushan House’, an old guy was drowsy and leaned against the recliner.

Several guests were having tea and chatting, but they didn't care about the entry of the three.

A guy ran around in front of the hall, looking kind-hearted and kind-hearted as if he was a birthday boy, and had a bright smile on his face.

"Why is the waiter an elderly person?"

Nangong Jin was slightly stunned.

Duanmuyi quietly reminded, "A Jin! In this Dushan house, both the boss and the guy are the masters, and they are those stubborn old guys!"

"What, what?"

Nangong Jin was stunned. She subconsciously glanced around hundreds of square meters and found that there were three guys alone, and the old man who was sleeping while lying, there were actually four great masters.

"Four, four great masters?"

Duanmuyi smiled, "Look at it later!"

When I entered the inner hall, there was an old man and an old lady playing mahjong, and the noise was very fierce.

"Why do you say I'm cheating?

I was all touched by myself, why didn’t I win?”

An old man with red face blew his beard and stared at him, angrily, "I won't play anymore!"

Crazy! The chess and card tables were all lifted up.

Two old men and two old ladies, staring at small eyes, were about to fight like a cockfight, but suddenly they found someone entering and turned around immediately.

"The old home owner!"

The four of them were slightly stunned and quickly came over to greet them.

The owner of the nursing home smiled, "Where is the hidden sword?"

An old lady pointed to the corner, "Sleep!"

The owner of the old home looked back and saw that in an inconspicuous corner, an old man with only a few thin hair was lying on a simple wooden bed, sleeping soundly.

"This guy knows how to sleep all day long, and his cultivation level is probably abandoned, right?"

The old dean shook his head with a wry smile, walked over and knocked him on the head, "Hide the knife! Wake up!"

Knock! After a knife sounded, a knife crossed the neck of the old courtyard owner.
Chapter completed!