Chapter 179
The family was one of Jonford’s Five Elites, a business titan.
Their assets were worth over ten billion.
With this deal completed, how could the boss not give out bonuses?
In the ICU unit, upon hearing that Nash was about to marry Hera, Herman was so moved that tears
streamed from the corners of his eyes.
Faintly, through the tears, he seemed to see a blurry bright light.
“Grandpa, what exactly is Young Family Village?
“Who were my parents?
“Why did they offend the Kleins?
“And why did the Kleins exterminate the entire Young Family Village?”
Nash took the chance to voice all the doubts in his heart.
The old man slightly parted his burnt lips, took a breath, and then slowly said, “The Youngs were a
family of grave robbers… They were an ancient family that was around since ancient times. Others
often said that they were so rich that they could rival a country. A hundred years ago, the Youngs had
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtalready accumulated a wealth of a billion taels of silver.
“A hundred years ago, during the warlord era, our country was still in ruins. The Youngs wanted to help
the country, but all the warlords were blinded by greed, coveting the Youngs’ massive wealth.
“Out of desperation, the Youngs used a billion taels of silver to create Dream City!
“Dream City could rival a small country in scale. As for its exact location, almost no one knew except
for the Youngs’ direct descendants.
“As for your identity, you’re the son of Wolfgang Young, the 308th generation descendant of the
Youngs’ Tomb Whisperer lineage!
“The Tomb Whisperer lineage focuses on geomancy and tomb-robbing and is supplemented with
ancient martial arts and business. Capiton has eight ultra-wealthy families with assets worth hundreds
of billion. Among them are the Kleins and the Zeta-Jones, who both originated from the Tomb
Whisperer’s martial arts and business lineage!
“During the most prosperous time of the Youngs’ martial arts, they could barely suppress the Kleins.
But by the time of your great-grandfather’s generation, the Youngs’ martial arts had declined, and the
Kleins began to rebel. They dispatched thousands of martial artists to attack the Young Family Village,
and in the end, a fire burned down the entire village…”
At this point, Herman was trembling, and his breathing was growing rapidly.
It was not clear whether it was the effects of the painkiller wearing off, but his face showed extreme
pain.
Nash quickly comforted Herman, “Grandpa, calm down…”
Herman seemed to sense that he could not hold on any longer.
He gripped Nash’s wrist and continued, “The Youngs once robbed an immortal’s tomb… And the Kleins
took all the cultivation techniques left by the immortals… The Kleins… The Kleins have immortal
cultivators….”
Even though Nash was mentally prepared, he could not help but tremble at the words that the Kleins
had immortal cultivators.
Herman slowly adjusted the oxygen tube in his nose, calming his agitated heart. “I… I can’t go on…”
Nash wanted to ask the old man what his relationship with the Youngs was, but seeing that the old man
was having a hard time even talking, he kept his question to himself. 1
No matter who Herman was, since he had helped him escape from Young Family Village safely, he was
a benefactor to the
Youngs.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOutside, Olivia gently knocked on the door.
Nash turned around and nodded slightly.
Olivia walked in with the stylist, who was dragging two huge suitcases.
After a brief glance at Nash, the stylist quickly found a fitting suit.
Nash simply said, “Let’s have a traditional Somer wedding…”
The Youngs were a long-standing lineage that had been around for thousands of years and lived in
seclusion in a mountain
village.
When people from the Young family got married, they likely followed traditional Somer wedding
ceremonies.
The stylist opened the other suitcase and took out a set of red traditional wedding clothes.
Olivia noticed that Herman’s forehead veins were popping out on the sickbed and guessed that he was
probably hanging on
with his last breath.
She quickly ran to inform Hera to wear a traditional Somer wedding dress.
Just 30 seconds after Olivia left, the heart rate monitor sounded an alarm, and the curve on the screen
flatlined.
The stylist frowned, deep regret spreading across his face.