“That child entered the Saint Tomb?”

When Yin Mingchong asked this question, his old face had a gloomy expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Mo Yunyan was slightly stunned when he heard Yin Mingchong’s question. “Patriarch Caro, you mean that the daughter of Prime Master Yin Mingjue is currently in the Saint Tomb?”

To be honest, Caro Xiangfu didn’t know who the child was or what identity she had entered the Saint Tomb under. However, he still kept them in suspense and deliberately frightened Yin Mingchong. “That child has already successfully entered the Saint Tomb. After the Saint Tomb training is over, she will come to you.”

“Oh, that’s right.” Caro seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly said, “I remember that your Yin Clan buried a total of two Prime Master skeletons in the Saint Tomb. Up until now, only Prime Master Yin Mingjue had obtained the inheritance more than a hundred years ago. I think that as the daughter of Prime Master Yin Mingjue, that child definitely possesses extraordinary strength and extraordinary natural talent. If that child also obtained the inheritance this time, Yin Mingchong, then your daughter and the adopted daughter you just adopted will be overshadowed by that child in this lifetime.”

“It’s fate!” Caro Xiangfu clicked his tongue in schadenfreude.

However, no matter how Caro Xiangfu provoked him, Yin Mingchong didn’t react at all. His hands were crossed while his eyes were narrowed, and he was staring blankly at the pile of shattered porcelain cups on the table.

The child entered the Saint Tomb.

What identity did she enter with?

Yin Huang…

Yin Mingchong thought of someone, and he suddenly raised his head to

gaze, and he glanced back at him very calmly before asking blankly, “Patriarch Yin, why are you looking

Mingchong’s lips twitched, and then he shook his

going out to take a breather.” The atmosphere in the room was tense, and Yin Mingchong felt uncomfortable sitting

left, Sheng Lingfeng summoned the attendant outside the room to

the keyboard. From the looks of it, he was busy reporting

picked up a new teacup and took a contented sip.

Xiangfu’s satisfied expression. He thought of his daughter-in-law’s naughty actions and couldn’t

to see the world in chaos. After she

of the tearoom and passed through the smoke-filled chess room before returning to the hotel room

door and immediately summoned a spiritual roc. He said to the roc, “Zhou Buwen, didn’t you say that the child had

speaking, Yin Mingchong pushed the

tried to call Yin Rong to get in touch. However, when he dialed the number, he received a notification that the

his panic, he forgot that there

identity, and

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