Han Sanqian had never seen such a huge family before, and Yanjing's so-called famous family was nothing but a trivial joke in front of the Nangong family.

He knew that it would be more difficult here, and he would be looked down upon even more, but in order to save Han Nian, he had to endure all of this.

But there was one thing that Han Sanqian couldn't figure out all this time. Nangong Sun planned all of this, and why did he target him?

While smoking a cigarette, an old woman with a cane walked up to Han Sanqian. With her wrinkled face, she seemed to be over a hundred years old, trembling like a candle in the wind.

"You are Han Sanqian?" the old woman asked Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian frowned slightly. Is there anyone in the Nangong family who knows him? How is it possible?

"Old lady, how do you know my name?" Han Sanqian asked suspiciously.

"Your grandma, Nangong Qianqiu, is she okay now?" the old woman asked.

Han Sanqian was shocked, why would she ask Nangong Qianqiu for no reason!

"Grandma, you...you know Nangong Qianqiu?" Han Sanqian breathed inexplicably fast, Nangong Qianqiu, the Nangong family! Is there any connection between the two? How is this possible!

Is Nangong Qianqiu a member of the Nangong family?

"You unfilial son, do you actually call your grandma by name?" The old woman stared at Han Sanqian angrily.

Han Sanqian never regarded Nangong Qianqiu as his grandmother. Her eccentricity had wiped out all Han Sanqian's feelings for her. pity.

If it weren't for Nangong Qianqiu, how could Han Sanqian have such a painful childhood.

What does such a grandma mean to Han Sanqian?

"She never regarded me as a grandson. She doesn't deserve to be my grandma." Han Sanqian said lightly.

Hearing this sentence, the old woman was obviously even more angry, and even swung her crutches directly, hitting Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian refused to evade. The strength of this kind of old woman can't hurt him, and the crutches are just scratching his body.

"Kneel down and apologize to her," said the old woman.

Han Sanqian's expression froze, and he said in a cold voice, "I don't care what relationship you have with her. It's impossible for me to apologize to her, and I can tell you that she is dead."

The old woman was stunned. After a long time, she sighed and left without saying a word.

Han Sanqian didn't have time to ask about her relationship with Nangong Qianqiu, only to see this old figure from the back. It seemed that he was bent a lot in an instant.

"Nangong Qianqiu, who are you? Could it be that all of this was planned by someone behind the scenes?" Han Sanqian said to himself lightly. He can't guess what is going on now, but one day he will The truth came out.

After the Nangong family had dinner, they all went to the Martial Arts Field.

This is the practice field prepared for all the young generation of Nangong family. Nangong Boling hopes that his descendants can make achievements in this martial art. Unfortunately, the martial arts field has not been established until now, and there is no real Nangong family. strong.

In the center of the Martial Arts Field is a ring, except for Nangong Boling who is eligible to sit down, everyone else is standing.

"Grandpa. My people are ready." Nangong Feng couldn't wait to walk in front of Nangong Boling and said, he was eager to show himself, and he didn't want to let Nangong Yan steal all the limelight.

Nangong Boling nodded lightly, and asked Nangong Sun: "Where is the person you found? Let him come on stage."

Nangong Sun glanced at Han Sanqian and motioned for Han Sanqian to come on stage.

Han Sanqian didn't say anything, and walked directly onto the ring, but compared with Nangongfeng's figure, he seemed too weak, like a dwarf standing in front of a giant. JrNovels.com