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Chapter 156

: Peel me and raise me

Glory has nothing to do with identity, it only depends on the mood of the higher-ranking ones!

In just two or three days, the totem powerhouses who can change the storm of the mainland in just two or three days have deeply realized the truth and cruelty of this sentence!

On the first day of entering Tianmu Cliff, the war elephant from Jiangnan walked in front of Yuezun.

That night, Jiangnan moved into the highest level of Tianshou Pavilion. The ones living in his lower level were Anya, Duke of Rose, Madame Wu Ding and other totem kings who pretended to be Yurien. It was a kind of honor and a dilemma full of dangers!

The next day, Yuezun invited more than 100 representatives to attend the meeting, Jiang Nan sat on his right hand - the Continent of Yuan Dynasty took the right as the supreme!

On the evening of the third day, the Nature Association's favor to Jiangnan reached an unparalleled level. Yue Zun asked him to climb the cliff of the sky, overlooking the heroes, and personally announced that Jupiter's return ceremony had begun!

Seeing the moment when he reversed the history of the mainland and even human beings, it became a reality in the hands of this little figure in Jiangnan. Lei Ao's slender eyes burst out with amazing hatred, while Hegram outlined an indescribable smile on the corner of his mouth...

The higher the humble one stands, the worse the falls!

Jiang Nan, who understood this, sat in his room, holding the iron radish given by his three senior brothers in his left hand, gently slashed on it with a wooden knife in his right hand, but his mouth was sighing helplessly.

"Rody, I'm in a good mood!"

Mrs. Thatcher pushed the door and walked in with a flattering smile that compliments the big man.

"Is the old lady here to attend the funeral?" Jiang Nan raised his head and had a bitter expression.

"Why do you say this?" Mrs. Thatcher's eyes widened in surprise.

"Old lady, don't tease me!" Jiang Nan smiled bitterly: "Yuezun lifted me to a height higher than the major totem kings. It's okay to say, but when is it now?? Did you see the eyes of the heroes of the Tianshou when I announced the beginning of the ceremony just now? That was the eyes of the cannibalism!"

"So you understand!"

Mrs. Thatcher smiled coldly.

Jiang Nan couldn't laugh, "I don't know if the old lady is looking for me to make a joke, right?"

"Of course not. I come here to find the feeling of being a grandma!"

Mrs. Thatcher suddenly pushed Jiangnan away, and sat on the golden sword of the horse on the horse with a big sword to Jiangnan. It is said that it was the chair that the saint of Balmain once sat on, and pointed to the coffee table beside her, "Good grandson, pour tea, and then accompany grandma to take a walk."

This arrogant and domineering attitude surprised Jiangnan three points and seven points angered.

Mrs. Thatcher raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically, "You are nearly ninety years old. You are on par with Long Duo, a grandfather. Pour me a cup of tea and be a good grandson for a few days. Do you feel wronged?"

Jiangnan's eyes slowly changed, from anger, to doubt, to gratitude...

He respectfully received a cup of tea and bowed to the end, "Old lady, please have tea!"

"good!"

Mrs. Thatcher smiled proudly, and Jiangnan cried with emotion.

The gun shot out the bird, which is an eternal truth that cannot be broken. The chick in Jiangnan flew too high under the praise of Yuezun. Although it is a mediocre person who is not jealous of others, it is jealous of dozens of heroes and overlords, and he is so hated that he wants to kill him quickly. Jiangnan cannot bear it without spreading his wings!

Mrs. Thatcher humiliated Jiangnan and pretended to be like an ant. She flew over Jiangnan with her old wings and became the first bird that attracted people to hate, jealousy, and could die every minute and every second without a burial place!

This kindness is no longer enough to be described in words!

"Old lady..."

Jiang Nan went out to take a few steps under the "tyranny" of Mrs. Thatcher. When he came back, the heroes were disdainful to pay attention to him, a humble person who was "opposed" as a good grandson. Instead, he looked at the gray-haired Mrs. Thatcher with interest. Jiang Nan opened his mouth when he saw this scene, but his words were stuck in his throat.

"I'll spare my words of thanks. Remember one sentence and always treat Susu as your own sister!"

Mrs. Thatcher sat in front of Jiangnan with a smile, savoring the tea, and asked lightly: "Do you know why Yuezun praised you so much?"

Jiang Nan said sincerely: "To be honest, I really don't understand. I am just a chess piece in the eyes of a superior. There is no reason to get such glory. Grandma, do you understand?"

Hearing Jiang Nan accidentally changed his name to himself, Mrs. Thatcher smiled slightly, "I did something similar when I was sixty years old. Yue Zun praised you because she wanted to force you to the edge of the cliff surrounded by the heroes in the world. When you barely fall off the cliff, he will stretch out a hand to you... In this way, if you want to survive, you must rely on Yue Zun honestly and do things according to the wishes of the Nature Association!"

Jiang Nan pushed down his gold-rimmed glasses, "Yuezun is recruiting me?"

"It's obvious!" Mrs. Thatcher stared at Jiangnan's eyes and said, "There must be something, or some ability, and this thing or ability is enough to make the Natural Association, the controller behind the mainland pattern, crazy, and let Yue Zun spend all his energy to win your allegiance!"

Something or ability!

Jiang Nan touched his chin and thought. The identity of the undead spirit, the war soul scepter, and the golden ghost butterfly, only these three things that are enough to arouse the interest of the Nature Association. However, the undead spirit totems on the continent are not ten thousand and eight thousand, and the identity of the undead spirit is not special. Although the war soul scepter is a treasure of the saint, the Nature Association should not know that it is in its own hands. As for the golden ghost butterfly, the Nature Association has no reason to know!

What exactly is it or ability!?

Mrs. Thatcher looked at Jiangnan who was thinking hard with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you can't think of this thing or ability now. The old lady tells you a word - the game of superiors is all first! If you make the natural association interested, you have already taken the initiative. Wait, you don't have to take action. Yue Zun will also take the initiative to come to you. At that time, whether to advance or retreat is all within your thoughts!"

"The game of the upper hand is all first..."

Jiang Nan chewed on this famous saying that contained Thatcher's nearly ninety years of life experience and bowed deeply again.

"Grandma, what should I do now, from what you see?"

Thatcher pointed to the sky, "Climb, climb up at all costs. As long as you climb to the height of the circle of Laozi and Yuezun, no one dares to act rashly in front of you and play some shameful tricks! Things in the world are like chess, Roddy, you must be a chess player to live longer in the fight of the chess game, and will be created according to your wishes!"

"I understand what to do..."

Jiang Nan stretched out his hands, "Give me some information about Hegram!"

...

Mrs. Thatcher did not ask about the reason for investigating Hegram, although her wisdom must have seen that Jiangnan's attempt to attack Hegram was not as simple as the love battle of young people!

Leaving a thick stack of information, Mrs. Thatcher left.

A few minutes later, Jiangnan came to the lower floor of Tianshou Pavilion, pulled out the Godfather's cane behind him and knocked on the door.

"Roddy, what are you doing like a bastard? Do you still want to bother my lady?"

Luo La, who opened the door, stared at Jiangnan with his eyebrows and eyes wide open, and was about to close the door.

Jiang Nan smiled slightly and leaned on the doorpost.

In the room, Hegram, Mrs. Wuding, and Veran were sitting around a coffee table and whispering. Seeing Jiangnan suddenly visiting her, Mrs. Wuding shouted: "Get out of you, a stinky brat! I don't feel like paying attention to you!"

"Mrs. Wu Ding is so angry. Unfortunately, I'm not here to find you..."

Jiang Nan looked behind Mrs. Wuding with a smile, "His Excellency Hegram, are you interested in talking to me alone?"

Hegram did not stand up and said lightly: "Your Excellency has thrown away my copper coins, so there is no need to continue talking, right?"

Jiang Nan seemed to have randomly wiped the Godfather's cane at the door, "How about your tattoo?"

Hegram slowly stood up, "Aunt Wuding, Jill, you guys go out first!"

When the two left the room, Hegram narrowed his eyes and raised his chin, like an emperor who was worshipping his ministers in the morning.

"Rody, I will give you thirty seconds, say it!"

A standard aristocrat in Jiangnan bowed his tribute, "Give it to me? Oh, no, you are too rude to speak like this. Although I cannot compare to you as the prince of a country, you are also an earl noble of a country. If you want to talk, please give me some basic respect first."

Hegram smiled and said, "Everyone can pretend to be laughing, sad, or angry, but no one can control the depth of his eyes, Roddy, your eyes tell me that you are always a pig-raising slave who can't get on the table!"

"It turns out that he has the demeanor of the prince. Well, it has nothing to do with identity or Vilan. Let's talk about a deal."

Jiang Nan lowered his head and wiped his cane, saying slowly: "Hergram, who was once the prince of the Zhanya Empire, went to the West alone to fight for a great maritime hegemony. He is the only naval strongman with the right to sail the seven seas under Xuanyuan Hai Leiding's breath, and the actual controller of the western maritime trade routes in the mainland..."

Hegram listened quietly to Jiang Nan's resuming his resume, like a giant shark lurking in the deep sea, and could not see the violent rage behind Ning Jing!

"... Three years ago, I was deprived of the title of prince. The reason was that the bloody recognition of my relatives proved that you are not the biological son of Emperor Zhanya, but just an abandoned baby picked up by a deceiving concubine in Daliu River! Hegram deposed the prince, are I right?"

Hegram heard the reason for his destruction, and twitched slightly, and immediately said calmly: "So what?"

"If so, I have to ask, does the prince know who his biological parents are?"

Jiang Nan sat in Hegram's seat, tilted his head and smiled at the wonderful expression of the deposed prince Zhan Ya.

Hegram, who believed Jiangnan would not talk nonsense, smiled, "I am an abandoned baby without a father and mother. This is not a secret on the mainland. Roddy, tell me what you meant. Do you know who my biological parents are?"

"At least some clues..."

Jiang Nan took out a parchment full of handwriting in his arms, but immediately took it back and said apologetically: "Sorry, it's thirty seconds."
Chapter completed!
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