Seeing that Jiang Mu performed like he was quite familiar with him, the chief of the Ghost Sect was slight stunned, looking at him with doubts. Had he ever seen this person?
The child looked only seven or eight years old, and in those seven or eight years he was sure he had not seen the child.
“Lu Chuan, have you ever seen this child?” the chief asked the guard aside using sound transmission.
Lu Chuan, “No.”
The chief asked Jiang Mu, “you are…”
Jiang Mu said happily, “I am Jiang Mu…”
He chief, “…”
Who the hell is Jiang Mu?
Rong Yi sized up the chief, then turned to have Yin Jinye an eye, and probably should have guess who he was.
Seeing that the chief still didn’t recognize him, Jiang Mu remembered that the chief of Yingui Sect once called him ‘little ancestor’, so he hurriedly said, “I am the little ancestor, remember…”
“Little ancestor…” The chief still couldn’t respond. But then as he saw that the kid was flying in the air without the help of a sword, he suddenly remembered that that little ancestor who had lived in the tomb behind the mountain that had been missing for a few years.
“Are you the little ancestor? The one living in the tomb?” He asked.
Jiang Mu nodded happily.
The disciples of the Yingui Sect were all surprised to look at Jiang Mu.
Is this their little ancestor? How could their little ancestor have grown so big?
He stared at his face and looked again and again. That is really the little ancestor he knew! He said, “You grew this big? Oh right, where are our ingredients? You still got them?”
“Yes.” Jiang Mu then consciously took of the ring.
As the chief joyfully reached out a hand to receive the ring, suddenly, a hand blocked in front of him.
Rong Yi smiled, “Having not seen him for so many years, instead of caring about how he lived those years, you only care about your ingredients? You are really a ‘good’ junior.”
The chief snarled, “You are the one who raided our tomb and stole our little ancestor?”
Jiang Mu didn’t like anyone being rude to his daddy, so he said angrily, “He didn’t not steal me, I left with him on my own will.”
The chief looked at him in disbelief. “Daddy? You called him daddy? With your age, he should call you daddy!”
Rong Yi and others, “…”
Jiang Mu got in a bad mood and took the ring back.
The chief knew he made him unhappy, so he hurriedly held him up, “My little ancestor, it was my bad. I should have said those words to make you mad. Oh right, look at this little toy I bought you just now. I was thinking that I can give it to you when I find you.”
He had served this little ancestor since he was seven. Now it had been seven or eight hundred years, so he had already been used of coaxing this little child who would never grow up. Even though he was the chief now, he didn’t pose as the chief before him.
Rong Yi, seeing that he was sincere and had toys on him, was reluctantly satisfied with his performance.
Jiang Mu looked at the toy in his hand, “For my little brothers to play with.”
“Your little brothers?” As the chief saw three kids not far away, he hurriedly gave the toys to them, and then asked Jiang Mu who they were, “Little ancestor, they are…”
Jiang Mu flew happily to Rong Yi’s side and introduced him, “This is my daddy…”
Seeing that Jiang Mu only called him daddy but didn’t say his name, so he introduced himself, “My name is Rong Yi.”
Jiang Mu then continued, “This is my father…”
The chief thought that Jiang Mu should lack of father’s love, so he’d take two men as his father.
Rong Yi added, “He is my partner, Yin, well, the Lord of Guiling town in Beiba.”
The Lord of Guiling town!!??
All those ghost cultivators gasped. Although they were in Zhonghai Prefecture, they were still quite clear how heartless the lord of Guiling town was. They felt so lucky that they hadn’t had any conflict with them just now, otherwise they didn’t even know how they died.
The chief quickly said, “Lord of Guiling town! My respect!”
His little ancestor was so capable, not only had super high cultivation, but even got related with such a powerful ghost cultivator with so high status. This was a good thing to their sect. They would have the lord of Guiling town as their back. Although their sect was the number one ghost cultivation sect in Zhonghai, through the whole Beiba, no one took them as a thing at all.
Yin Jinye nodded at him.
Then Jiang Mu introduced his brothers and others to them.
“I do not know whether you have checked in the inn, if not, I’d love to book rooms for you.” said the chief.