Some even gloated over whether the He family would suffer the same fate as the long-tailed swallow, facing the prospect of no successor fifty years from now. Such an embarrassing situation had never occurred to the He family in a thousand years, but because He Sisi was the general's posthumous daughter, the general attached great importance to her.
They had no choice but to admit it. What else could they do? Who wanted the mysterious arts to gradually fade away, with fewer and fewer talented people? The aristocratic families, both large and small, were declining and even disappearing. Just as they accepted their fate, they realized that He Sisi was a fake.
The general's biological daughter perfectly inherited the power of bloodline, and her talent was comparable to the top three generals in history. However, something went wrong because she had been living away from home since she was a child, was maliciously suppressed, and failed to receive care and protection from family elders and bigwigs in the association.
After finding out the truth, the anger in the hearts of the people was beyond words.
At this time, there were at least thirty members of the He family inside and outside the villa, all of whom were members of the association. Unlike He Zongkun, they showed no sympathy, only coldness and a determination to immediately wipe out the family.
Everyone even thought that if the general couldn't do it, they would take action privately to clean up the mess even if it made the general unhappy.
"Take her away and wait for the other woman to come and deal with her."
"yes."
He Sisi was taken away. He Zongkun broke out in a cold sweat and immediately said, "I'll go find the third brother."
"No need, I've already arranged someone to go." He Zongyan said coldly.
He Zongkun was stunned, his face pale. He knew his elder brother was really angry, and he felt resentful. It was his carelessness that allowed someone to take advantage of him. If he had been more careful, he would not have been fooled.
This matter was not actually perfect. The third brother relied on the inertia of being in the dark under the lamp and accurately calculated his working habits to be able to plot against him for so many years.
He Zongkun gritted his teeth.
"Go back and do your own thing! You don't need to get involved in this matter."
"good."
As He Zongkun walked down the stairs, he suddenly realized that the atmosphere around him had changed. The air seemed to be frozen. He put one foot on the step and couldn't move at all.
He Zongyan and the white-haired man, and everyone else who had been standing silently around them, all looked extremely serious, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, ready to fight. Suddenly, there was a sound of air bursting, and a tall, slender figure appeared on the steps, long hair dancing in the wind.
With his appearance, everything around him began to be restrained, and only He Zongyan could move.
The two clashed all the way from the doorstep to the living room, up the stairs, and into the bedroom. Time seemed to slow down, yet also to be fast-forwarded. In this mystical state, the two's movements were so fast, so fast that the eye could barely follow them. The crystal chandelier, the tables and chairs, the tableware, the appliances, the glass, the floor, all shattered one by one, the debris flying all over the place, obscuring the view.
Then everyone watched as Changweiyan carried the unconscious Guan Jibai away in a dignified manner.
The restraints were lifted, and the white-haired man was the first to jump up and down in frustration. "It's a long-tailed swallow, damn it, it's a long-tailed swallow. What is he doing here? Isn't it enough that he's aggressive? He even wants to take my family? My family, it's obviously my family, what does he want? Blackmail? A handle? Shit, then he succeeded."
He Zongyan had a solemn expression, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and he was obviously extremely angry about not being able to protect his daughter.
Blood and family ties are truly strange things, hard to explain. He Zongyan hadn't felt close to He Sisi since he met her. He tried hard to express his feelings during the New Year, but still felt nothing. But the first time he saw that girl in the courtyard, he was inexplicably happy.
There is a feeling of losing and regaining something. You want to hold her in your hands and take care of her with all your heart, but you are also afraid that she will be unhappy and dislike you, which makes you nervous and helpless.
He Zongyan pursed his lips, his expression cold but revealing a resolute and fierce determination.
"Even if you're a long-tailed swallow, don't even think about snatching people from me."
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