Chapter 791: Ji Qingwei’s Serious Plagiarism! (3)

Chapter 791: Ji Qingwei’s Serious Plagiarism! (3)

A few seconds later, he relaxed and sighed softly. “Qingqing, you know more than I expected. Yes, I’m from the In family. Your father was too. We originally had the surname In.”

They had changed their names since then.

“So, Uncle’s departure, and my parents’ death, are they related to the In family?” Si Fuqing asked.

“No,” Nian Tingchu was slightly surprised, then he smiled. “Of course not. Even in the In family, how many Class S evolved beings are there?”

Si Fuqing nodded.

In families of evolved beings, there was no distinction between legitimate and illegitimate branches. The one with the purer bloodline held the higher status.

“The In family has always adopted a free-range training system,” Nian Tingchu’s eyes darkened. “Qingqing, you might not know, but beyond 3D games, there’s a holographic game that can perfectly simulate all senses.”

Si Fuqing’s eyes narrowed sharply.

“This holographic game is called ‘Eternity’,” Nian Tingchu explained slowly. “My bigger brother and I started training in the game as soon as we got our account qualifications. Our strength grew rapidly until one time, during a battle, we killed two players.”

“We didn’t think much of it at the time. Later, a group of people found our exact location through ‘Eternity’ and directly attacked the In family, demanding the family execute my brother and me, or else the entire In family would be doomed,” Nian Tingchu said quietly. “My brother and I had no choice but to leave the family, taking the blame on ourselves. We faked our deaths and went into hiding, and our game accounts were completely erased.”

Meanwhile, in Sijiu City.

Sijiu City was particularly lively today.

There was a temple fair on the street behind Guanghua Temple, bustling with people.

Even the Ji family, rarely in a celebratory mood, had visitors from early in the morning.

Ji Longtai and Madam Ji had just seen off one group when Master Zhuang arrived.

Old Master Ji personally greeted him. “Master Zhuang.”

“Old Master Ji, Mr. Ji, Madam Ji, I bring good news,” Master Zhuang said, beaming. “This news is so wonderful that I came as soon as I received it.”

Ji Longtai asked eagerly, “What news?”

“The International Arts Committee has sent word that Qingwei’s ‘Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains’ will be exhibited. The invitations will arrive in a few days, inviting you all to attend the exhibition,” Master Zhuang smiled. “This is truly a joyous occasion.”

To have her work exhibited internationally meant that Ji Qingwei’s reputation was now established.

No one could surpass her.