Wen Mo shook his head. "Your maternal grandfather's surname was Wen, and he was a great warlord."

Lin Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingming both gasped simultaneously, exclaiming in unison, "Wen Jiarong?"

"Um."

After receiving an affirmative answer, the two looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

The name Wen Jiarong is widely known and familiar to everyone.

There is probably no one in the entire country who doesn't know his name.

Although he was a powerful warlord, he was a famous patriotic general who opposed civil war and advocated a united front against foreign aggression. By the age of twenty, he commanded an army of 300,000. He was extremely arrogant and did not even give face to Chiang Kai-shek. He only did what he thought was right.

It is said that he was the dream lover of countless young women in the Republic of China. Even the daughter of the enemy leader cried and begged to marry him when she saw him.

Despite having the looks and the means to be a womanizer, he was the one with the purest love. He disregarded societal norms and married the only daughter of a prominent Han Chinese official in the late Qing Dynasty. He had only one daughter in his life.

She was practically the epitome of beauty and idealism during the Republic of China era.

The car remained silent for a long time until they were almost at their destination. Then, Lin Xiaoxiao reached out and poked Wen Mo's shoulder, saying decisively, "Your surname isn't Wen, it's Lu, right?"

Wen Mo chuckled and didn't lie to them, admitting directly, "Yes, my name is Lu Mo, but I changed my surname to Wen."

Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at him again and again.

I never imagined that he was Lu Mo, the fourth master of the Lu family who burned down the Lu family's old mansion.

And she and Luo Qingming are very likely the twins who were strangled to death.

It seems there's more to the story than meets the eye that they were left next to the trash can.

Even after getting off the bus, the two were still a little dizzy.

Wen Mo rubbed their heads and said, "I'll tell you the results as soon as they're out."

"I don't know yet," Lin Xiaoxiao muttered, but she didn't dodge his hand.

Luo Qingming nodded, "Sister is right."

He doesn't even know if it's true, yet he calls himself "dad." How shameless.

Wen Mo keenly noticed Luo Qingming's criticism of him and narrowed his eyes.

That brat, he's probably cursing him in his heart.

My sister is right~~~

I'll tell him the truth when the results come out, hmph.

Wen Mo then looked at Lin Xiaoxiao and softened his tone, "If you need any help, be sure to tell me."

Lin Xiaoxiao knew he was referring to her mission.

He nodded and accepted his kindness.

Wen Shiyu was still in the hospital, so Wen Mo didn't stay long. He gave the two a few words of advice and then left.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingming stood at the door for a while, and only went inside after they could no longer see the rear of the car.

"Sister, you sit and rest, I'll go cook." Luo Qingming went straight to the kitchen, feeling quite pleased with herself.

Ah, it's so nice to have a younger brother to boss around.

Lin Xiaoxiao sat leisurely in the chair, thinking to herself.

When they arrived for dinner, Huo Jing was wearing a sharp suit. He was tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, a perfect clothes hanger.

Lin Xiaoxiao felt a pang of emotion upon seeing this.

This kind-hearted young man, who grew up in the mountains, finally escaped his suffering and ushered in the highlight of his life.

For the fact that he raised Luo Qingming, Lin Xiaoxiao will be grateful to him for the rest of her life.

"Sister." Huo Jing placed the gift next to the dining table and greeted Lin Xiaoxiao obediently, showing no trace of the indifference and aloofness he had shown in Peach Blossom Village.

Lin Xiaoxiao has gradually accepted this title.

With a smile, she said, "Sit down. Did you come to pick up Ah Ming?"

Her younger brother is almost someone else's son.

"Mm." Huo Jing didn't stand on ceremony and sat down next to Luo Qingming, picking up his bowl and starting to eat.

Noticing Lin Xiaoxiao's gaze, Luo Qingming buried her head and shoveled a mouthful of rice into her mouth, her ear tips turning red.

Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at the two of them and then joined the army of rice-eating enthusiasts.

After finishing her meal, she saw Luo Qingming out, saying, "I have a lot to do here, I'll come back in two days."

Luo Qingming didn't ask any further questions and nodded, "Okay."

He then left with Huo Jing.

The next day, Lin Xiaoxiao disguised herself and went to the Black Tiger Gang's headquarters. As soon as she arrived, Wang Dazhuang rushed over and said, "Boss, the Gonrong Society sent you an invitation."

"What invitation?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked.

Wang Dazhuang handed her the invitation. "It's a dinner party, tonight. You didn't come yesterday, and I couldn't get in touch with you."

While Lin Xiaoxiao was watching, he said from the side, "I went to inquire, and it seems that apart from the other three major gangs, all the other small gangs that you can name have been invited by the Gongrong Society."

"I have a feeling this isn't going to be anything good, maybe... I shouldn't go?"

Lin Xiaoxiao accepted the invitation. "Go, why wouldn't I go?"

"If they team up and do something big, we should get a piece of the pie too."

Perry had just invited the four major gangs not long ago.

It hasn't been long, and the four major gangs are already inviting other smaller gangs.

It might be related to that smuggling business.

Wang Dazhuang said, "Then I'll gather more brothers to go with you."

The Big Sand Gang and the Triads are both around; it's safer to bring more people.

Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head, "You can come with me. If there are too many people, not everyone can get in."

"Okay...okay."

As evening falls and the city lights come on, the Gangcheng Hotel...

The Glory Society booked an entire hall, which could accommodate one or two hundred people, but stipulated that only three members from each gang could enter, no more.

The leaders of the four major gangs sat in the main seats, while the members of the smaller gangs sat far away from them.

They sat together and whispered to each other.

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