The Urban Dao Child.
Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
Grandson-In-Law?
The car was silent, and Sasha's driving skills were also stable. After three hours, they reached their destination. It looks like a small town in the valley but in the center of the town stood a red monument with a dome-style ceiling.
Yang Dao looked out of the window and asked, "This architecture, Sasha, is your family the descendants of the ancient empire of Droga?"
Sasha smiled, "As expected of Young Master Feng, cultured and well informed. Yes, my family comes from the line of the ancient empire." Her voice was devoid of any pride. After all, in the modern world, it did not matter whether they were the royal descendants from thousands of years ago.
Yang Dao hummed a bit and said, "That is good. Since you are the royal linage, your family has some say in this region. Can you arrange a meeting with the person in charge of the family matters and also business matters?"