He did not respond, silently listening, while also discerning the truth and lies in the old man's words.
It was possible he was playing games.
"I've already had Jingfeng prepare for the handover. By then, I'll have time to run to City N and make up for what I owe you since childhood."
The old man continued speaking.
"I promised your mother I would give you the best, anything you liked, as long as I could provide it. I have never broken my word to her, not once since before you were born."
Mentioning Chicheng's mother, the old man's eyes actually moistened.
The love, longing, and helplessness he showed were real.
"What I wanted and liked has always been simple, just her."
Chicheng finally spoke, his attitude resolute and unwavering, "No one can stop me, not even you, old man. Don't even think about trying. I won't fight with them over the Ji Family's inheritance. Everything I give her is from me."
