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"What? You've discovered someone who might be from that era?" In a dimly lit hall, a middle-aged man with an angry face and sharp eyes stared intently at his subordinate who was reporting to him.
"Yes, yes, yes, Ran Ning." The subordinate, under the intense, murderous gaze of the middle-aged man, reported nervously, his body trembling involuntarily. "That man claimed to be named Wang Han, from that era. He also said it was a pity he died young (Wang Han meant he died young), and had no chance to participate in the wars of that time."
"What else did he say?" the middle-aged man asked.
"He also mentioned some names, including our first leader Ran Ning, Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, Zhao Liu, Zhou Qi, Wu Yong, Mei Shou, Cao Cao, and Xi Zhicai." The kneeling clansman quickly added, "In addition, when the god of slaughter Lü Bu and the goddess of war Diao Chan were mentioned, there was a hint of melancholy in the eyes of the man named Wang Han, as if he were reminiscing about his former friends."
"Zhang San, Li Si, just like the names recorded in the family history, these two names are unique to our Ran family." The middle-aged man averted his murderous gaze. He ordered, "Immediately summon all family members who are not currently engaged in any important matters, and tell them to drop what they are doing and return immediately."
“We have no reason to let go of any opportunity, no matter how small, especially since the chances are very high this time.” After his subordinates left, the middle-aged man looked at the plaque behind him and the three-leaf scythe enshrined in front of the ancestral tablets, and said, “For a thousand years, we have been hiding in the darkness for a thousand years, waiting for a thousand years. Ancestors, perhaps, no, this time we will succeed and fulfill the long-cherished wish that our family has worked hard for for a thousand years.”
A closer look at these memorial tablets reveals that they all bear the name Ran Ning, the only difference being the capital number preceding it. This indicates which generation of the family he was. The highest tablet prominently displays the inscription: "Disciple of the Marquis of Dingshan, Ran Ning." The middle-aged man in question is the current Ran Ning of the Ran family, inheriting the title of Ran Ning.
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"Boom..." At the top of a magnificent company building, a lean old man, upon hearing his secretary's report, erupted with excitement, his entire aura exuding power. "You mean, there might be someone from that era?"
"Yes." The secretary wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "The message came from my trusted confidant in Hong Kong... and they've already ordered people to keep a close eye on that person." The secretary quickly relayed the information his subordinate had reported.
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"The Ran family, hidden underground, has gathered almost all the members of the Ran family we've discovered?" In Shanghai, at the Tang family, one of the five great families of China, the Tang family patriarch frowned. "The Ran family has been hidden underground for a thousand years. This sudden large-scale movement suggests they've obtained some incredible intelligence. Immediately summon the family's experts. Closely monitor the Ran family's movements and find a way to uncover the information they've obtained."
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