Inheritance

The extravagant villa was impressive. After meeting Xu Lan, Bai Wu had never been to anywhere as extravagant as this. Xu Lan had always worried about money. In fact, he could not afford a house and had to resort to renting, even if that meant putting up with the landlady's vituperation.

Bai Wu was brought over to a huge room. The people in the room craned their necks to take a peep at Bai Wu and decorations were hung around the room. A big bed was situated in the middle of the room, where a sickly old man rested upon it.

"Since when did the unfilial son have a child this old?" asked the sickly old man.

"I heard he's Xu Lan's distant relative, his name is Bai Wu," replied the butler.

"Hmph, distant relative? Cough, cough. Is he still not awake yet?" the old man asked weakly.

"He's awake now. I've sent someone to get him," replied the butler again.