Omnipotent Cellphone

C64 Han Chengtian's Secret



C64 Han Chengtian's Secret

Three hundred million was not a small number at all!    

    

"Big brother, second brother, I … I'm red! Your little sister! It's been so many years. Don't tell me you don't even know your own little sister? You can even admit your mistakes? This little bastard is spitting blood. Don't believe it! "    

    

Following that, Han Honghong also spoke up. With a tearful voice and a face full of wrinkles, she looked even more wronged.    

    

Han Chengtian looked at Han Honghong with an indescribable coldness in his heart. If this person was really not his little sister, then where did his little sister go?    

    

"You're slandering me? Maybe! "Since that's the case, this aunt will give you a chance to prove yourself. You can go to the hospital with uncle and uncle to check your DNA. Everything can be verified then!" Jiang Xiaobai smiled faintly.    

    

"You …" Han Honghong's expression changed, especially when she heard the word DNA. It was as if she was struck by lightning. She was shaking so hard that she was about to faint from the trembling, unable to utter a single word.    

    

"It really isn't red?" Immediately, Han Chengtian clenched his fists and stared at Han Honghong.    

    

On the other side, Han Yuxi, Wang Xiuqin, Lu Chenghu and his wife were all completely dumbfounded. They stood at the side and felt like they were dreaming.    

    

A cold land filled with three hundred million taels of silver? A familiar aunt was actually a fake?    

    

This … This … They truly didn't know what to do. These two pieces of information were simply subversive.    

    

"Big Brother, Third Sister, you guys go back first!" I want some peace and quiet! " Taking a deep breath, Han Chengtian said in a deep voice.    

    

"Chengtian!"    

    

"Second Brother!"    

    

… ….    

    

Han Cheng and Han Honghong wanted to say something, but were interrupted by Han Chengtian: "I said, you guys go back first!"    

    

Han Chengtian's voice was very cold!    

    

Han Cheng and Han Honghong didn't dare to waste any more words. They bent their bodies and left the Han family hall as if they were treading on thin ice.    

    

After the two of them left.    

    

Han Chengtian shouted: "Steward Chen, come in!"    

    

Soon, a sixty year old man with gray hair and a short stature walked into the room. He wore a long black robe.    

    

Housekeeper Chen, one of Han Chengtian's most trusted people. From thirty years ago, when Han Chengtian first came to the Silver Sea City to struggle, Housekeeper Chen had been by his side.    

    

"Go investigate Han Cheng and Han Honghong thoroughly, flip through their information. Also, send someone to keep an eye on the two. Report to me immediately if they show any signs of escaping from the Silver Sea City!" Han Chengtian said word by word, each word was ice-cold.    

    

Housekeeper Chen nodded heavily and left.    

    

"Jiang Xiaobai, come with me!" Then, Han Chengtian stood up, looked deeply at Jiang Xiaobai and said.    

    

Not long later.    

    

In a dark study room.    

    

Jiang Xiaobai and Han Chengtian sat opposite each other.    

    

"Tell me, your true identity?" Han Chengtian went straight to the point, "I don't want my daughter to find someone that she doesn't know, neither her mother nor I do!"    

    

"I don't have any status, but I'm a Martial Cultivator, a true Martial Cultivator. That's why, people like Wang Beishan will give me some face!"    

    

"What?!" Han Chengtian's eyes lit up, as if two beams of light were shooting out from his eyes, "The legendary Martial Cultivator?"    

    

"Uncle knows of the Martial Cultivator?" Jiang Xiaobai was surprised.    

    

Han Chengtian was silent at first, then he said faintly: "It's no wonder that Wang Beishan is so afraid of you, such a young Martial Cultivator!"    

    

Jiang Xiaobai touched his nose. To ordinary people, the Martial Cultivator was like an immortal, untouchable. It was reasonable for Han Chengtian to be this shocked.    

    

"Jiang Xiaobai, do you know how I found out about the Martial Cultivator?" Han Chengtian's expression suddenly turned complicated.    

    

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head.    

    

"Because the reason I made my name in Silver Sea City back then was because there was someone who helped me!" Han Chengtian's eyes had a hint of reminiscence in them:    

    

"At that time, I was poor and broke through, so I came to Silver Sea City for the first time. I didn't know anything, I didn't know anything, and I almost couldn't live on in Silver Sea City. I prepared to return to my hometown."    

    

"However, perhaps it was fated, at that time, the entire Silver Sea City was only a train, and it was even the type of old green leather. On the way to the train station, I met a person, a wounded person."    

    

"That person was very strange. It was clearly a heavy snowfall, but he was only wearing a thin white robe. He was lying in the snow, and the blood on his chest was almost frozen." That person was very strange, it was clearly a heavy snowfall, but he was only wearing a thin white shirt.    

    

"Thus, I carried him to the hospital, and when he woke up, he was very grateful to me. He said that he was the Martial Cultivator, and then he gave me two things, saying that he was grateful for my saving grace. Similarly, it was a passbook.    

    

"I don't want to accept those two things, but he insisted that I accept them. No, I had to. In the end, I accepted them."    

    

"The next day, I took out that passbook to get the money. I was shocked to discover that there was a million yuan in the passbook."    

    

"Thirty years ago! Thirty years ago, if we put one million today, it would be 30 million, 50 million! "    

    

"I was so scared that I didn't dare to take the money. I ran all the way to the hospital, only to find that the person had already left!"    

    

"I was anxious for a long time. In the end, I still used that money as my initial capital to start my own business! If not for that amount of funds, where would one get Han family? "    

    

"This is a secret in my heart. You're the first person to know about it in the past thirty years. Even my wife, Wang Xiuqin, and my daughter, Yuxi, don't know about it!"    

    

"Actually, back then, I did not know what the Martial Cultivator was. I think that person was just joking. In this modern society, where would there be a Martial Cultivator? "    

    

"But, later on, as my Han family grew more and more advanced, and I gained access to more and more things, I also had the qualifications to hear some secret information. Only then did I vaguely know that within China, the true great families all had Martial Cultivator supporting them!"    

    

"However, up till now, you are the first Martial Cultivator I have ever seen with my own eyes!"    

    

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Han Chengtian strangely. He did not expect his father-in-law to be so lucky in the past to have saved a person. It was the Martial Cultivator.    

    

"Right, I'll give you that pearl!" Han Chengtian suddenly stood up, turned around and walked towards a corner of the bookshelf in the study.    

    

At the corner of the bookshelf, there was a drawer that was locked by a large lock.    

    

Han Chengtian felt around and took out a key from a thick book on the other side of the bookshelf. He opened the drawer and took out a box from it.    

    

Holding the box, Han Chengtian sat back on the chair and placed the box in front of Jiang Xiaobai.    

    

"Open it!" Han Chengtian said, "This bead is very special, but I don't know what it is, so I keep it all the time..."    

    

Jiang Xiaobai opened the box softly.    

    

Immediately!    

    

His expression changed, to the point that he had even lost his composure.    

    


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