He chuckled mysteriously and told Xu Xingguang, "Back then, after more than a hundred heirs were kidnapped, the Hundred Great Families joined forces to rescue them, but they only managed to save three or four children."

"And Jiang Heng was one of the survivors who was rescued."

"The other three children were claimed by their parents, but none of the noble families’ leaders recognized Jiang Heng, thus he became an orphan without father or mother."

"Later, the Rashomon Sect Leader, in a fit of rage, killed all the heirs. Jiang Mantian suffered the loss of his beloved son, and for various reasons, decided to adopt Jiang Heng, grooming him into the heir of the Jiang Family."

"So, Jiang Heng is not Jiang Mantian’s biological son; he is an adopted son. Very few people know about this, apart from the leaders of the Hundred Great Families who participated in the initial rescue; outsiders are completely unaware."

Huo Wen’an laughed joyfully, and he sighed playfully, "Your ex-fiancé, ah, even his identity as the son of the richest man is fake."

Xu Xingguang heard Huo Wen’an’s gloating laughter and felt like laughing too.

But she still had some uncertainties. "Jiang Heng was five or six years old at that time, right? He should have been aware of his own background. Yet he keeps claiming he is the son of the richest man in West Continent City; there is not a trace of the humility and guilt an adopted son should have."

"Could it be he doesn’t know he was adopted?"

Huo Wen’an said sarcastically, "Jiang Heng was constantly ill and feverish after being rescued. When Jiang Mantian adopted him, Jiang Heng was still sick."

"Jiang Mantian took him to the manor to recuperate for a period before bringing him back to West Continent City after he got better. I guess Jiang Mantian might have conducted some psychological therapy on Jiang Heng, using mental suggestion techniques to make him believe he is Jiang Mantian’s sole son, only forgetting childhood memories because of sickness induced by the kidnapping."

"Xingguang, the noble family leaders are not truly kind-hearted good Samaritans." Even Jiang Mantian wouldn’t do a losing business.

Upon hearing this, Xu Xingguang replied, "Of course, the richest man in West Continent is not an ordinary person."

Unexpectedly learning about Jiang Heng’s mysterious background, Xu Xingguang found it absurdly funny.

If Jiang Heng were to learn that he’s not Jiang Mantian’s biological son, his reaction would surely be quite comical.

Huo Wen’an hadn’t heard Xu Xingguang speak for a while, so he asked her, "What are you thinking?"

Xu Xingguang’s brain cells became active, and soon, she devised a plan.

Xu Xingguang said out of nowhere, "Huo Wen’an, it’s been a long time since I wrote a novel. Suddenly, I’m itching to write one."

Huo Wen’an, feeling surprised, asked curiously, "What style are you planning to try this time?"

Xu Xingguang tilted her head and, looking at the bright moon outside the window, said with a smile, "This time, let’s write a melodramatic story of the true and false heir, what do you think?"

Huo Wen’an immediately followed Xu Xingguang’s leap in thought, understanding exactly what she was indicating.

"Tsk." Huo Wen’an said to Xu Xingguang, "Xingguang, feel free to write the scene as grandly as possible, I hope I can watch the show even from Divine Concealment Island."

"I will definitely fulfill your wish."

The two, like cunning foxes, in their laughter, had formulated a flawless plan.

* 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Xu Xingguang printed the information Huo Wen’an had found into a booklet and handed it to Song Chi early the next morning.

Sister Linlin had just changed Song Chi’s bandage and fed him some medicine.

His wound ached faintly, Song Chi was somewhat listless, lying on the bed, making low groans of pain.

But he still forced himself to endure the pain and, taking the information, began to slowly read through it while leaning on the pillow.

After reading the contents recorded in the booklet, Song Chi frowned and looked at Xu Xingguang, asking, "So, I might be a remnant of the Rashomon organization?"

"It’s still unclear whether you are a remnant."

Xu Xingguang pointed out, "But you’ve mentioned that you grew up deep within snowy mountains, alongside many orphans, growing up and training together. The only place matching the scenes in your memory is Rashomon’s old base."

Back when the Hundred Great Families found Rashomon’s old base, it was deep within snowy mountains.

"According to insiders, after years of investigation, the Hundred Great Families finally discovered Rashomon’s old base ten years ago. To wash away the disgrace of the past, they directly leveled the snowy mountain with ammunition."

"Not a single person survived the entire snowy mountain. If you truly are a member of Rashomon, then when Rashomon’s old base was destroyed, you were likely not at the base."

Song Chi slightly pressed his thin lips together, saying nothing.