Everyone was stunned, a little stupid, and there was dead silence in the entire living room.
Mr. Ji, who was regarded as a god by the Ji family and had supreme authority, actually knelt down in front of Han Sen's mother with tears streaming down his face and called her the eldest lady. This was simply unimaginable.
Even Han Sen seemed to be petrified. He never expected that such a powerful old man from the Ji family would cry like an old child in front of his mother.
"Who are you?" Russell Lan looked at the old man in front of her with some doubts, and reached out to help Mr. Ji up, but Han Sen saw from the habitual upward curling of the corners of Russell Lan's lips that she clearly recognized Ji.
Old man.
"Miss Lan, I am the third child of Ji Yanwuji. Thirty-four years ago, I had the honor to meet you, Miss Lan, at Shuitian Yise Pavilion. At that time, Miss Lan, you were only eleven years old, and you were with Mr. Haitang...
If I hadn't seen the Sacred Heart Begonia you were wearing on your chest just now, I, Mr. Ji, would have almost disrespected you, Miss Lan, and I would like to ask Miss Lan to atone for your sins." Mr. Ji refused to get up.
"It turns out to be Uncle Ji, get up quickly. Didn't you offend me? Uncle Ji, I almost couldn't recognize you if you didn't tell me. At that time, you were still in your prime with black hair. I didn't expect that you would be like this in a blink of an eye."
Many years have passed and you have turned gray, and I have become a middle-aged woman." Russell Lan said and helped Mr. Ji up.
Mr. Ji then stood up and asked excitedly: "Miss Lan, is Mr. Haitang okay?"
"Thank you for your concern. Grandpa is still in good health. It's just that he is old and a little too lazy to walk around." Russell Lan said with a smile.
Seeing Mr. Ji and Russell Lan talking there, everyone in the Ji family didn't know how to express themselves. Even Han Sen opened his mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time.
"My mother's family seems to be very powerful? Am I the second generation of rich people? It doesn't make sense. If I were the second generation of rich people, how could I live such a miserable life, and almost even sell my old house?" Han Sen
There are ten million question marks in my heart.
"Is this child your son, Miss Lan?" Mr. Ji looked at Han Sen at this time, with an indescribably kind look on his face. He was pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at him. He felt closer than looking at his own son.
"Yes, this is the dog Han Sen." Russell Lan re-introduced Han Sen with a smile.
"As expected of your son, Miss Lan. No wonder Xiao Sen is so outstanding. He has already achieved such achievements at a young age. He will surely shine in the future. It is her blessing that Yan Ran can marry her." Mr. Ji directly told Han Sen.
There is nothing in the sky or on the earth that can boast.
"Father, who is this?" Ji Ruozhen couldn't bear it any longer. He at least wanted to know what kind of family his daughter had married into.
Not only Ji Ruozhen, but everyone in the Ji family was staring eagerly at Han Sen and his son, Mr. Ji. Everything that happened in just a few minutes was really shocking. They really wanted to know who Han Sen and his son were.
It would make Mr. Ji behave like this.
"If it is true, from now on you and Miss Lan will become in-laws, and we will become one family. We will have more contacts in the future." Mr. Ji said and sighed: "I never thought that my Ji family is so lucky to be able to marry Miss Lan.
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"Father, I wonder which sage Mr. Haitang is?" Ji Ruozhen knew his father quite well. If he was not a sage figure whom he admired, he would never have behaved like this.
Mr. Ji's eyes were a little complicated, as if he was lost in memories: "You may not know Mr. Haitang, but if we talk about the man who broke into the sanctuary of the fourth god with one person, he occupied a building in the land of demigods.
Sanctuary, the one who protects my human demigod’s wealth and life, you will know if you want to come.”
"Da Luo God of Killing!" Ji Ruozhen's expression changed, but before he could speak, someone from the Ji family had already exclaimed. Everyone looked at Han Sen and his son with extremely shocked eyes.
The Fourth God's Sanctuary is no longer within the control of humans, and the demigod-level experts are just living in it. Until now, humans have only occupied less than ten sanctuaries in the Fourth God's Sanctuary.
This allows human beings' demigod-level experts to have a place to live in the sanctuary of the fourth god.
Most of these less than ten human demigod sanctuaries are the result of the alliance of major forces. Only one of these sanctuaries was killed by a strong human demigod who single-handedly killed the Great Breaking Alien Spirit. He killed four people in four days.
The shelter was captured at night, and everyone else only knew him as Luo. He was a loner and had a murderous intention, so he was nicknamed Da Luo, the God of Killing.
Although Da Luo, the God of Killing, is extremely murderous and has a weird temper, as long as human demigods enter his sanctuary and abide by the rules he has set, they can gain his protection.
"I remember that when you and I were in the Third God's Sanctuary, we built a royal sanctuary. We had only been stationed in the sanctuary for less than ten days when a shocking beast suddenly stepped out of the sky.
Come, destroy the city and massacre, no one can match it. We, the more than two thousand direct descendants of the Ji family, including me and your uncles, are about to be slaughtered without even a chance to escape. At this time, Mr. Haitang died alone with his sword.
Come, but with just one sword strike, the head of the alien beast was cut off in the air, and the vitality of the Ji family was preserved. Without Mr. Haitang, there would be no Ji family, and there would be no Ji Yanwu today."
Mr. Ji glanced at the faces of everyone in the Ji family: "Mr. Haitang has been very kind to our Ji family. If any of you dare to be disrespectful to Miss Lan, you will be dealt with according to the family law and will not be lenient."
Ji Ruozhen and others were obedient, but they secretly cursed in their hearts: "It seems that you want to be disrespectful to others, right?"
Han Sen felt as if he was in a dream. Russell Lan, who was criticized by everyone in the Ji family just ten minutes ago, was now surrounded by the Ji family like stars over the moon.
Looking at his elegant and calm mother, who was like a goddess and surrounded by the Ji family, Han Sen felt a little unreal.
"Is mom really a descendant of that big killer god?" Han Sen's mind was filled with questions.
The discussions on many matters related to the engagement went very smoothly. Mr. Ji was listening and asked Russell Lan to make the final decision on everything. No one in the Ji family dared to say no.
In the end, Russell Lan declined Mr. Ji's repeated attempts to stay, and left the Ji family accompanied by Han Sen. Mr. Ji personally took everyone from the Ji family to the spaceship, and then watched the mother and son leave.
"Mom, it's so hard for you to hide this from me." Han Sen only opened his mouth to attack his mother when there was no one around.
Russell Lan said with a smile: "When did I hide it from you?"
"Then why have you never told me that my great-grandfather was the Great Killer God?" Han Sen immediately asked.
"You didn't ask, so I didn't tell you. If you want to know, you can ask me." Russell Lan blinked and said.
Han Sen was speechless. It took him a while to think of something, and he immediately asked: "Mom, if your mother's family is so powerful, why are we bullied so miserably by my second uncle and aunt?"