"Grandpa, please accept my bow as well!"
Jiang Xiaobai knelt before Jiang Feng, for without Jiang Feng, he would have died at the hands of that venomous woman Zeng Minrou while still an infant. Jiang Feng had raised him with much toil and care. Jiang Xiaobai's feelings toward Jiang Feng surpassed those for his father Jiang Yuren.
"I haven't lived in vain!"
Jiang Feng, tears pouring down his old cheeks, helped Jiang Yuren and Jiang Xiaobai to their feet.
"Young master and little master, the Jiang Family is in disarray, and we desperately need both of you to rally and revitalize the clan. Time is of the essence; let's discuss how to revive the Jiang Family."
Jiang Yuren said, "I am already a person whose heart is dead; I am powerless in Jiang Family matters. Xiaobai, you are my son, and thus the rightful heir; the future shall be entrusted to you."
