Heng Yi remained silent
He didn't care whose son he was, nor did the thought of finding his blood-related family ever cross his mind.
With Han Qiao and Ah-Yao, he already had a family.
He would not bring his wife and children back to serve his biological family.
He couldn't bear to see her suffer even the slightest grievances.
"And then?" Heng Yi asked.
The old man looked at Heng Yi, unmoved.
Thinking of the current defeated sect, he said "You can go to that place but you're not allowed to take anything with you. In a year, I'll pass down my martial arts skills to you as long as you can make a name for yourself and earn thousands of gold yourself."
"Do you have any other requests?"
"You're not allowed to bring a single copper or anyone else."
"..."
This requirement was very harsh.
Heng Yi thought for a moment. Maybe the old man had something else that he didn't tell him yet.