“Upon hearing this, the old man glanced at the handsome man behind him and said, ‘It’s thanks to Jing Mu.’
‘Him?’ Sisha looked at the handsome man.
‘Yes,’ the old man nodded. ‘I was seriously injured back then, and he saved me. For these years, I’ve been bedridden and in a coma, my body hasn’t fully recovered. This time, due to the urgent situation, Jing Mu had to use a special method to restore some of my energy, so I could appear before all of you.’
‘What special method… does it have any side effects?’ Ye Wanwan asked immediately.
Beside them, the handsome man nodded.
‘There are some side effects, but compared to the current situation, they’re not significant,’ the old man replied without concern.
Ye Wanwan observed the handsome man, wondering about his relationship with her grandfather…
Seemingly sensing Ye Wanwan’s confusion, the old man said, ‘Around your brother and you, I’ve arranged people to help you.’
‘Ah?!’ Ye Wanwan was instantly stunned.
‘Beside your brother is Jing Mu, and beside you is Wen Ziran,’ the old man explained. ‘Even Sisha doesn’t know about this.’
‘Teacher, it’s been a long time…’ Wen Ziran stepped forward, bowing to the old man. ‘I’ve always believed that Little Feng’s disappearance had nothing to do with you, and I believed you were still alive.’
Ye Wanwan stared at Wen Ziran in utter bewilderment. This… the secrecy goes way too deep!
The person her grandfather sent to assist her brother was Jing Mu, and by her side was Wen Ziran… If her grandfather hadn’t revealed this, she would never have known.
‘Wuming, actually, he told me himself that you should have already figured out he was my envoy,’ the old man looked at Nie Wuming. ‘So, you should also know he saved me and used his abilities to treat and help me recover.’
‘Understood,’ Nie Wuming replied.
Her own grandfather, despite leaving the Nie family when he was young and having few encounters, without deep feelings, had always been thinking of him and his sister. He even secretly placed both of them to assist and support them.
It was precisely because of this last bit of attachment that Nie Wuming didn’t kill his grandfather back then and spared his life.
‘It’s just a pity that you didn’t give me a chance to explain back then. Your resentment towards me was too strong, and I didn’t even have the chance to tell you that Ling Miao was still alive,’ the old man sighed softly.
Nie Wuming looked at the old man, as if wanting to say something, but he didn’t utter a word.
‘Grandfather, you’re still alive… that’s wonderful… Grandfather, do you know? Your wish from back then is about to be fulfilled. Grandfather, we’re in this together!’ Sisha stared at the old man, speaking with excitement.
‘Sisha, are you still obstinate?’ Ye Wanwan angrily scolded. ‘I apologize to you, but now that grandfather is alive, do you want to betray us again? Look, as long as we’re willing, there’s hope to replace the Arbitration Council.’
Ye Wanwan shook her head.
The Arbitration Council is just a name; what they want to change is not the Arbitration Council itself but the rules and system that have been in place in the Independent State for thousands of years.
Moreover, whether it was to kill her back then or to order Ling Miao’s execution, those were all the orders of the previous Arbitration Council head, and over the years, who knows how many Arbitration Council leaders and top executives have changed.”