Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

”Even if you’re the only heir of West Continent City’s richest man, you’ll probably still have a hard time escaping his clutches.”

”Oh, I forgot.” Ye Mingluo exaggeratedly tapped his head and continued, ”I almost forgot, our Young Master Jiang Heng is not Mr. Jiang Mantian’s biological son. You don’t even have the title of the richest heir in West Continent City anymore. Even if you die on Divine Concealment Island, the Jiang Family won’t hold anyone accountable.”

”For the Young Helmsman, dealing with you is as easy as crushing an ant.”

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Heng widened his eyes, unable to hide the panic in his gaze. ”Ye Mingluo, what nonsense are you talking about!” How did Ye Mingluo know that he wasn’t Jiang Mantian’s biological son?

”Am I talking nonsense?” Ye Mingluo directly opened his phone, searched ”West Continent City’s richest” on Weibo, and a multitude of exposé news appeared. ”See for yourself, the news that you’re not Jiang Mantian’s biological son is already widely known across Xia Country.”

Jiang Heng instinctively tried to snatch Ye Mingluo’s phone, but Ye Mingluo swiftly took it back.

Giving Jiang Heng a mocking look from head to toe once more, Ye Mingluo hopped onto his electric bike and left dashingly.

Standing under the scorching sun, Jiang Heng felt a cold shiver running through his body.

He took out his phone, walked to the shade beneath a tree, and searched for news about West Continent City’s richest. He found the internet flooded with information about how he was not Jiang Mantian’s biological son.

Now, it seemed like the whole world was watching his disgrace!

Especially Xu Xingguang’s fans, who had long held grievances against Jiang Heng.

Upon learning that he wasn’t the natural son of West Continent City’s richest, only a foster son, they became excited like chickens on adrenaline, rushing to mock him on his Weibo.

They said —

Snow clings to power, dogs cling to people, Jiang Heng clings to President Jiang’s power!

Once power fades, the dog cries and the wolf howls, Jiang Heng gnaws on buns and sleeps under a bridge!

Jiang Heng: ”...”

Xu Xingguang’s fans are as despicable and venomous as she is.

Ha.

In Jiang Heng’s mind, the old scandal that Zheng Lie and Zheng Qin had discussed in the garden resounded again. He dimmed the phone screen, staring at his own naturally fierce and authoritative face reflected on it.

Whether it was psychological or not, he felt his demeanor somewhat resembled that of Huo Canghai.

Jiang Heng turned and looked toward the highest peak on Divine Concealment Island, Lan Yue Mountain. In the sunlight, the magnificent palace built into the mountain looked like a white pearl embedded in its peak.

They all said the Old Helmsman’s princess was hidden inside.

He must truly love his princess.

Afraid she might hear things she shouldn’t, he confined her in that beautiful cage, cutting off all her chances to meet outsiders.

It was rumored that the princess went insane after her son’s tragic death. If she were to find out that her beloved husband had long betrayed her with her maid and had a child, would she go mad?

Standing in the square, examining the Lan Yue Mountain palace, Jiang Heng was entirely unaware that he had become a spectacle in someone else’s eyes.

Xu Xingguang stood at the window, gazing expressionlessly at Jiang Heng.

She returned to the ward and suddenly said to Huo Wen’an, ”I heard the Old Helmsman’s wife went insane, and the Old Helmsman stayed with her in the palace on Lan Yue Mountain to avoid any agitation.”

Huo Wen’an frowned at Xu Xingguang, his gaze seemingly questioning: What scheme are you plotting now?

Xu Xingguang smiled enigmatically and said, ”Brother A Zui, do me a favor.”

A single ”Brother A Zui” could be the death of Huo Wen’an.

”I want to check on the Old Helmsman’s wife’s condition to see if it can be cured.”

Huo Wen’an typed on his phone, saying to her, ”You don’t need my help for this; just say the word, and the old man would naturally welcome you.”

Xu Xingguang then said, ”Is there any way to let Jiang Heng also smoothly enter Lan Yue Mountain?”

Huo Wen’an: ?

Xu Xingguang continued, ”Bai Xi told me that years ago, Rashomon stole three children from Divine Concealment Island, and the third child was born to the Helmsman’s maid. As for the child’s father, no one knows yet.”

Xu Xingguang played with Huo Wen’an’s fingers, smiling as she said, ”It’s said that Jiang Heng was among the kidnapped children who had no noble family to claim him.”

At this point, Huo Wen’an guessed Xu Xingguang’s plan.

He looked at Xu Xingguang in disbelief and suddenly croaked with a hoarse, duck-like voice, evaluating her, ”You’re so cunning.”