"Demon Lord, do you want to see me?"
Chen An frowned, his eyes flashing slightly.
Feng Qingyao added, "The people who came said he was your grandfather!"
Chen An was stunned: "Grandpa?"
Feng Qingyao was surprised: "Master Demon Lord, you don't know?"
"I can't even remember!" Chen An suddenly remembered that his mother's name was Jiang Si, so... she was from the Jiang family.
Chen An couldn't help but laugh: "It really seems like I've suddenly become rich, and all my relatives are coming to me to make friends. Forget it, let him come up."
"yes!"
Feng Qingyao walked down.
Below, an old man who looked like an immortal at first glance was sitting on a chair, waiting for something.
Feng Qingyao came down and bowed slightly: "The Demon Lord invites you!"
When the old man heard this, his eyes flashed and he asked doubtfully, "May I ask this little girl, who is the Demon Lord..."
"That's the person you're looking for. He's the new Demon Lord of my Heavenly Demon Palace!"
The old man showed a happy expression: "Please excuse me!"
When the old man came upstairs and saw Chen An, he suddenly became excited: "Ji Ba, Grandpa is relieved to see that you are safe and sound!"
As he spoke, the old man was quite enthusiastic and even wanted to hold Chen An's hand and look at him carefully.
Chen An naturally moved his arm away and said calmly, "Please sit down!"
The old man was not embarrassed at all. He smiled and said, "Ji Ba, I am glad to see you today. Back then, your mother told me that you were sent away to be raised in the wild. I was worried about you for a long time!"
When Chen An heard this, he remained indifferent.
To be honest, Chen An didn't recognize him. Even if he recalled all the memories from when he was a few years old, he had no impression of him.
However, it shouldn't be fake. After all, no one would dare to impersonate it!
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