As soon as the words fell, Madam Liu suddenly rushed out.
With a heavy thud, she fell to her knees before Ren Tianye and cried out, Lord Duke, you... you cannot kill him! You cannot kill him!
You are supposed to execute Pei Jingzhi's entire clan.
My son has absolutely nothing to do with Pei Jingzhi!
Pei Jingzhi, whose mind was already in turmoil, froze upon hearing this. He raised his head in disbelief, looking at his son, and then at Madam Liu.
Not only Pei Jingzhi, but Ren Tianye also looked over in astonishment.
As did Wang Ming.
Su Jin reacted the same way.
Even...
Ren Tianye subconsciously exchanged a glance with Wang Ming.
Both men shared the exact same thought.
Why did this scene feel so reminiscent of what once happened at the Eldest Princess's estate!
Thus, Wang Ming said coldly, You say there is no relation, and we are just supposed to believe it? Hmph, who in this world doesn't know that this young man is Lord Pei's son, his one and only son!
No, no... Madam Liu cried out. He is not Pei Jingzhi's son! When Pei Jingzhi and I first got together, I was already pregnant. It was only because I was with child that I agreed to marry him!
Boom!
It was like a clap of thunder.
Only then did Pei Jingzhi realize the truth. Back then, when he cared for Madam Liu, who was drowning in sorrow after losing her true love, she wasn't moved by his gentle consideration. Instead...
Her pregnancy was about to show.
She couldn't hide it anymore!
No wonder Madam Liu had returned to her maiden home during the time she gave birth. So she was hiding all of this!
So, he, Pei Jingzhi, had spent decades raising another man's son?
Ren Tianye also understood the implication of these words, his mouth nearly dropping into an O shape.
No way?
He had only heard of this kind of drama before he time-traveled.
Now... he was actually witnessing it live?
And it was happening to the exceptionally talented Minister of the Imperial Household, the man who constantly put out fires for the Empress, Xiao Mingzhao!
He was a high-ranking minister, yet his life was this tragic?
Ren Tianye held himself back, keeping his facial expression neutral, but he shot a pointed look at Wang Ming.
Wang Ming understood instantly.
He deliberately gave Pei Jingzhi a meaningful glance before turning to Madam Liu. Since that is the case, this son is not included in Pei Jingzhi's immediate clan. In that case...
Let him go!
Having narrowly escaped death, the son's face flushed with extreme excitement. He looked as if he wanted to jump up and dance with joy, shouting excitedly, I knew it! I was right to disown Pei Jingzhi just now. If I had cut ties with him earlier, I wouldn't have even had to suffer this ordeal!
Pei Jingzhi's body trembled once more.
With slightly reddened eyes, he looked at... this son of his.
Even if they shared no blood, this was someone who had called him Father for decades. How could he be so... callous?
Was the grace of raising him so cheap, so utterly worthless?
However, what Pei Jingzhi expected even less was that it wasn't just the son; his two daughters were also eager to sever ties with him.
Though being held down, the two daughters struggled to rush toward Madam Liu.
Mother, Mother! We must be your true love's daughters too, right? We have nothing to do with Pei Jingzhi either, right?
Mother, you must have had triplets and given birth to us! We are all your true love's daughters. That must be it!
...
Unfortunately, their claims didn't hold water at all.
After all, there was a significant age gap between them and the son. Based on the timeline, they were undoubtedly conceived and born after Madam Liu and Pei Jingzhi were already together, so...
Wang Ming said, You two young ladies, stop dreaming.
He may not be Pei Jingzhi's son, but you two are his flesh and blood. You will accompany Pei Jingzhi in the execution of his clan.
Now...
Prepare to die!
However, just as Wang Ming finished speaking, Madam Liu rushed out once again.
R-reporting to the General! My two daughters are not Pei Jingzhi's biological children either! They have absolutely no blood relation to Pei Jingzhi!
...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
