After picking up his sister, Brother Jin gave her his life

Chapter 345 The Real Patriarch

The elder's words confused the others. They were confused for a moment and could not guess what the elder was thinking. They looked at each other, their eyes full of curiosity and confusion.

There seemed to be countless question marks jumping in those pairs of eyes, trying to find the answers from each other's expressions.

Looking at the curious eyes of Jiang Shiwen, Jiang Shiyu, and Yan Zeyu, the elder smiled helplessly. There was a bit of mystery and relief in that smile.

"If you three are interested, come along."

After the elder finished speaking, he turned and left the room. His figure seemed firm and calm, and every step he took carried a steady strength, as if the people following behind him were not just a few young people, but the hope and future of the entire family.

His back was straight and his steps were steady, as if he carried an irresistible force that made people want to follow him unconsciously.

As soon as the elder left, Yan Zeyu couldn't hold back any longer and quickly came up to him and asked, "Jin, who is the elder going to take you to see?"

His voice was low, full of curiosity and eagerness, like a child who couldn't wait to uncover the mystery.

Ming Nanjin shrugged, his movements seemed a bit nonchalant, but in fact his heart was full of speculation. He was not sure, but he could probably guess that it should be the leader of the Anke clan.

Although he had some guesses in his mind, his face remained calm. That calm face was like a pool of deep water, making it difficult to discern the waves in his heart.

The four people also walked out of the room and hurriedly followed the elder. They were nervous and excited, as if they were about to step into an unknown and mysterious realm. Along the way, they were silent, with only the sound of each other's breathing and footsteps in their ears.

When I arrived at the reception room, I saw a man in black sitting there, and he seemed to blend into the darkness.

He was dressed in black and could hardly be seen in the dark, like a silent statue.

The black clothes seemed like his armor, isolating him from the noise and chaos of the outside world.

There was a black knife on his waist, and the patterns on the scabbard were faintly glowing with mysterious light, as if telling an unknown story.

At that second, Ming Nanjin was certain that the person in front of him was a member of the Anke clan.

He felt nervous and expectant, as if he was about to embark on an unknown adventure, not knowing what the outcome of this meeting would be.

Is it a turning point or more challenges? He couldn't predict it, but deep in his heart he had a firm belief that drove him to face it bravely.

Yan Zeyu and the other two stood behind Ming Nanjin. When they saw the person sitting there, they clearly felt a sense of oppression.

That breath was like an invisible burden, pressing them so hard that they could hardly breathe. This person's aura was so strong that it seemed as if the air around them had become heavy because of his presence, and every breath became difficult.

When they approached, they saw that the man had a white beard on his face. The beard was as white as snow, and each beard seemed to carry the weight of years.

He looks old, probably the same age as the clan elders.

The white beard is like the frost and snow of the years. It has witnessed countless storms and vicissitudes, and it also hides countless secrets and stories.

"Is this the son of Bei Ming Nan Ling that you were talking about?"

The old man sitting in the main seat spoke. His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from ancient times.

"Yes, he is the real heir of Bei Ming family."

The clan elder's answer was firm and powerful, his eyes full of expectation and trust, hoping that the old man in front of him would recognize Ming Nanjin's identity.

"Do you have any evidence?"

The patriarch of the Anke clan looked at Ming Nanjin in front of him with sharp and cautious eyes.

Ming Nanjin's face is indeed somewhat similar to Bei Ming Nanling's, but Ming Nanjin still has the face of a boy, making it difficult for the elders of the Anke clan to make an accurate judgment for a while.

They also wanted to believe the words of the elders. They knew more about what Bei Ming Mo had done in secret over the years than anyone else. But this was a rule. He had to follow the words of the Bei Ming family's patriarch and could not easily believe it based on one side's words.

If Ming Nanjin was really Beiming Nanling's child, they would be willing to follow Ming Nanjin, serve him, and help him restore the glory of the Beiming family.

"Does this count?" Ming Nanjin took out the jade pendant from his arms. His hands trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because the importance of this moment made it difficult for him to suppress his inner excitement.

When the leader of the Anke tribe looked at the jade pendant in Ming Nanjin's hand, he was completely stunned.

The jade pendant glowed with a warm light under the light, as if telling a story from the distant past.

It was this jade pendant. This was what he was waiting for! The patterns and symbols on the jade pendant were a secret agreement between the Anke clan and the Beiming family. They were a symbol of power and inheritance.

"Okay, okay, okay, kid, from now on the Anke clan will follow you and help you become the new head of the Beiming family."

When the Anke tribe elder saw the jade pendant, tears welled up in his old eyes. His voice trembled, and his excitement was beyond words.

This was the moment he had been waiting for, after so many years, and it finally came. In his tears there was not only joy, but also relief and hope for the future.

Yan Zeyu and the other two stood behind Ming Nanjin, watching all the expressions of the Anke tribe elders, and the doubts in their hearts became stronger and stronger.

Several people really wanted to know what kind of evil things Bei Ming Mo had done over the years to make this 80-year-old man tear up.

They know that there must be many unknown secrets and conspiracies hidden behind this, and they are about to follow Ming Nanjin to uncover the mystery and fight for justice and family honor.

"An Yi." The leader of the Anke tribe shouted. As soon as the voice fell, a man with an unclear face appeared from nowhere. The man appeared very suddenly, as if he had flashed out directly from the void.

Yan Zeyu was completely stunned. His eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, and he was filled with astonishment. Was this person learning how to escape underground? From which corner did he come out? His eyes were fixed on An Yi who suddenly appeared, trying to find out the clues of his appearance.

The man called An Yi half-knelt respectfully in front of the Anke elder and the great elder, and said in a low and respectful voice: "Elders, please give me your orders." His posture remained absolutely humble, as if he had entrusted everything he had to the two elders in front of him.

The elder of the Anke tribe waved at Ming Nanjin, signaling Ming Nanjin to come over.