After walking for some time along the winding stone paths, they finally arrived at the Patriarch's Mansion.
Wow… this is some fucking ancient architecture.
The grand halls stretched out before him, supported by massive carved pillars and topped with towering roofs that looked like they had stood for thousands of years. No modern building back on Earth could even come close to this majestic, timeless beauty.
At the main gate, two guards immediately recognized the young prince. They bowed deeply and swung the heavy wooden doors open without a single word.
Long Chen stepped through the threshold and called out clearly, his voice steady:
"Father."
Meanwhile, his mother is also here…
Ning Qingxue sat gracefully beside the patriarch. This was the perfect chance — he could speak to both of them at once instead of making a separate trip to her mansion.
Inside the spacious hall, the patriarch — a tall, middle-aged man with sharp, piercing eyes and a powerful aura that filled the room — froze mid-conversation. Shock flashed across his face for a brief moment.
This is the first time this boy has ever called me "father"…
The patriarch's expression quickly turned suspicious. Has something gone wrong with his brain after that fight? Or maybe he's planning some new scheme again. A cold smirk slowly crept onto the man's lips.
Long Chen kept his face calm and respectful on the outside, bowing slightly like a proper son should. But inside, his mind was already calculating at full speed.
Although the original owner of this body was completely fucked up before… I need a good excuse to go outside.
The hidden spiritual herb the system had marked was still waiting on the back mountain. He had to find a way to leave the mansion and collect that treasure without raising any alarms.
The game was just beginning.