Tomb raiding: Those who achieve immortality all have tattoos.

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Chen Yan, as his name suggests, is not taciturn if you think he is.

He was a true socially awkward person, someone who could instill fear in the entire tomb raiding community.

As his name suggests, his surname is Chen.

He also has another identity: he is the son of Chen Pi Asi from the Nine Gates, by blood.

Now, he has found it.

Chen Pi looked around calmly, then glanced at the man sitting opposite him, legs crossed, holding a teacup and blowing on it slightly, his eyes unfathomable.

Chen Xi was held down behind Chen Pi's chair, staring at the person in front of him, but the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The man's appearance....

"Tie me up and just say what you want to say, no need to beat around the bush."

After Chen Pi finished speaking calmly, a glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at the man opposite him and asked, "Kid, you're pretty arrogant. You even dared to blow up my car and kidnap me."

"What? Have you decided what to say?"

The man was wearing a custom-made Zhongshan suit with gold thread embroidered on the cuffs.

His hands were clean and slender, with slightly white knuckles. His unhurried manner made Chen Pi and Chen Xi feel strange.

The man's slightly longer hair was all neatly combed back, with only a single strand hanging naturally over his forehead, barely covering his brow bone. His eyelashes swayed slightly with each blink, and his overall demeanor could be described in one word: refined and elegant.

The man didn't speak, but simply stretched his arm slightly, lowered his wrist, revealing a section of it, and on his wrist was a string of white beads.

Qinan.

Chen Xi's pupils contracted. The thing on this man's wrist was actually white agarwood?

It's worth noting that in the world of collecting, there's a saying that "agarwood is sold by the gram," with top-quality pieces fetching tens of thousands of yuan per gram.

Qinan is the finest of agarwood, and even money can't guarantee you can buy it.

White agarwood is the rarest and most expensive variety.

The agarwood on the man's wrist, at first glance, consisted of more than a dozen pieces, all of them quite large, and were of the highest quality.

This is an incredibly expensive item.

While Chen Xi remained doubtful and uncertain, Chen Pi's expression changed slightly. He looked up at the man and, after a long while, asked, "What's your mother's name?"

Upon hearing Chen Pi's words, the man seemed to suddenly remember that there was someone sitting opposite him. He slightly raised his eyes, his indifferent gaze meeting Chen Pi's eyes.

The clash of their gazes sent a chill down Chen Xi's spine. For some reason, he felt a hint of murderous intent in the man's eyes after Fourth Master finished speaking.

The man said softly, "It's truly admirable that Master Jiumen, with so many confidantes, still remembers this string of agarwood."

Chen Pi calmly said, "You are my son."

What the hell?

Chen Xi looked at Chen Pi in disbelief. "No, Fourth Master, when did you give away something so expensive behind my back? How come I didn't know?"

Chen Pi's gaze fell on the man's wrist and he said, "This string of Qinan agarwood was brought out by me from a scorpion tomb. At the time, I gave it to the people of the Northern School."

"You are Hu Qing's child, and also my child with Hu Qing, right?"

"Chen Yan."

Chen Yan slightly turned his head and put down the teacup in his hand. He looked back at the agarwood on his wrist and gently stroked it with his fingertips, saying, "My mother has worn this agarwood bracelet since I can remember. When I was little, I cried and begged to see it, but my mother wouldn't let me."

Hu Qing: Nonsense! Eldest son, this thing is ridiculously expensive. It's the family fortune your dead father left you, you can't afford to squander it! Not even a scratch is allowed!

Chen Yan looked up at Chen Pi and chuckled, "Fourth Master Chen, you're always having affairs, giving birth but not raising children, what's the point?"

Chen Pi remained calm, as if the person Chen Yan was talking about wasn't him. He leaned back, tilted his head slightly, and said, "Back then, I made it very clear to your mother that it was just a fleeting affair, as she called it. Although I didn't force her to come back."

"But I gave her the best thing I had at the time."

"Of course, perhaps after you were born, Hu Qing felt that this thing was for supporting you, but to me, this thing was just a toy for your mother."

"Your mother and I were on the same page from the start, and our separation was entirely consensual."

Glancing at the other men around him, Chen Pi sneered, "You've got some nerve. Your mother hid you away for so many years, and this is how you waste all her good intentions?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan waved his hand, and the men put away their guns, turned around and left. In the main hall, only Chen Yan, who was in the main seat, Chen Pi, who was specially arranged to sit in the middle facing Chen Yan, and Chen Xi, who was tied up behind Chen Pi, remained.

Chen Yan looked at Chen Pi for a long time before saying, "I've long heard that Fourth Master Chen has an eccentric personality, and seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved."

"Fourth Master Chen, what exactly have you Nine Gates done to deserve this?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Pi's expression instantly darkened as he looked at Chen Yan: "You're in trouble? Who?"

Chen Yan said casually, "Fourth Master Chen, because of you, my mother was able to protect me when she was alive. But as soon as my mother died, I was being hunted down."

He stood up and slowly walked towards Chen Pi. Chen Yan looked at him and said, "These past few years, I've been constantly being chased and attacked. I'm tired of it."

Bending down, Chen Yan placed his hands on the armrests of Chen Pi's chair, met his gaze, and said softly, "I've heard that there's a rule in the Nine Gates that whoever kills the patriarch can become the new patriarch. Is that true?"

Chen Xi was anxious to say something, but Chen Pi spoke first: "It's true, that's how I rose to become the Fourth Master."

"Then, if I kill you, can I also become the Fourth Master of the Nine Gates?"

Raising an eyebrow, Chen Pi laughed: "No need for that. You come back to the Chen family with me, and everything in the Chen family is yours."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Chen Yan straightened up, looking thoughtful for a moment, and said, "But I have workers under my command; I can't just abandon them, can I?"

"That's even simpler. Kill a batch of Chen's men, and your men can naturally fill the gaps."

Chen Xi listened to the father and son's battle of wits and kept his mouth shut.

Chen Yan turned his back to Chen Pi, raised his hand, and rubbed the agarwood on his wrist with his fingertips. After a long while, he said, "Fourth Master Chen, I am not interested in the rules of your Nine Gates."

"Coincidentally, the Nine Gates have no rules for me."

Chen Pi spoke calmly, but there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

This child seems to be better than he was back then.

At least back then, he wasn't this composed.

He had been hunted down for a long time, yet they only came to find him now.

And with a single, decisive strike, they tied him up.