Feng Qingxue didn't utter a word, already regretting what she had casually mentioned. How could she have known it would be such a coincidence?
It seemed Lu Jiang didn't have the intention of recognizing kinship with Jin Laoqi.
After all, they were hardly related. Why bother acknowledging the connection?
However, Jin Laoqi didn't see it this way. Now, nearly sixty years after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, coming across a descendent of a Baylor from the Qianlong Era was incredibly rare. After all, the distance between past and present was vast, and many aristocratic families had no descendants left, or at least none that could be found. Not every household had a genealogy to document the tales of their ancestors.
Jin Laoqi's line was actually no longer in the official records, only remembered by the family's own recollections of their former glory.
Passed down from generation to generation, it would end with him.
