The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Xiao Hengyu went to the meeting place according to the address provided on the paper.

He didn't bring Candy with him. He temporarily handed the little one over to his aunt and placed her in a sufficiently hidden and safe base within the territory of Country F.

He needed to make sure that everything was foolproof before he dared to meet the mastermind behind the scenes.

The car passed through the bustling city and gradually drove into a vast private territory in the suburbs.

The towering wrought iron gate slowly opened. After passing through layers of inspection, he was led by a well-dressed waiter along the long tree-lined avenue into the depths.

When the magnificent ancient castle-like building gradually came into view, Xiao Hengyu's eyes suddenly darkened.

It turned out to be Bron Castle.

Could that person be...Bron?

Yes, besides him, who else can set up such a big chess game?

The car stopped in front of the castle's main building.

Rawson was already waiting there.

"Mr. Xiao, please follow me."

Xiao Hengyu followed him into the castle with an expressionless face.

The interior decoration is extremely luxurious, but it exudes a stale and cold atmosphere.

After walking through a long corridor and passing through several hidden security doors, he was even asked to undergo a thorough body search to ensure that he was not carrying any weapons.

It seems that Mr. Bloom is extremely afraid of death.

But this is normal. Being in such a high position, possessing wealth that rivals a country and countless potential enemies, of course he cherishes his life.

Finally, he was led into a spacious but dimly lit study. Heavy velvet curtains blocked most of the sunlight, and only a few wall lamps were lit in the room.

Bron sat with his back to the door in a large antique armchair, gazing at the dancing flames in the fireplace.

Two guards stood solemnly on both sides of him.

Hearing the footsteps, Braum didn't turn back immediately.

Rosen, who led him in, bowed slightly respectfully towards Bron's back and said, "Master, Xiao Hengyu is here."

After saying that, he took the initiative to retreat.

Xiao Hengyu's gaze was fixed on the old figure with his back to him.

The anger, humiliation, and confusion that had been suppressed for so long now found a specific target to vent to. His voice was unusually calm, with only a hint of extreme coldness:

"It was you? You used that... despicable method to create my existence?"

The chair slowly turned.

Bron's face, which was full of wrinkles but still showed the sharp features of his youth, was exposed in the dim light.

There was no trace of surprise or guilt in his eyes. He met Xiao Hengyu's almost murderous gaze calmly and said calmly, "Yes, it's me."

So straightforward, even with a hint of self-importance.

Xiao Hengyu secretly clenched his fists, with undercurrents surging in his eyes.

At this point, he didn't know who to hate more.

Was it the Bronn in front of him who had coldly "created" him like an object? Or was it Xiao Zhenting who had brought him back to the Xiao family, only to treat him as a tool, wantonly abusing and exploiting him?

Both of them deserve to die.

As if seeing through his surging hatred, Bron calmly leaned back, folded his fingers on his knees, and even spoke with a hint of condescension: "You don't have to hate me. Without me, you wouldn't even have the chance to exist."

These words were like adding fuel to the fire, instantly igniting Xiao Hengyu's suppressed anger.

Oh! It seems that this person not only has no guilt, but even thinks that giving him life is a great achievement!

He said coldly, "Do you really think you're the creator? You created me without asking anyone's opinion, just for your own selfish desires. Why bother making it sound so nice?"

"To put it bluntly, I'm just a pawn you cultivated... for your own use!"

Bron narrowed his eyes slightly but did not deny it.

"You're right, but not entirely."

Bron's voice was filled with a kind of detached indifference, as if he was narrating an old story that had nothing to do with him.

"I trained you on a whim back then, and I handed you over to Xiao Zhenting because I saw that he had a deep grudge against the Bo family. Even if I hadn't specifically told him otherwise, given his personality, he would have made good use of you."

Whim.

What a frivolous "spur of the moment" thing!

Xiao Hengyu almost laughed out loud, with an extremely sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth.

Just because of this old guy's momentary impulse, his life was destined to be a tragedy from the very beginning!

The inhumane treatment he had endured in the Xiao family, the humiliation of being used as a tool... all of it actually stemmed from these four simple words!

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Bron seemed completely oblivious to his wildly fluctuating emotions and abruptly changed the subject: "You let Bo Jingzhou enter the underground maze and take the treasure, so why don't you want it?"

Xiao Hengyu suppressed his surging anger and sneered, "It's just a broken jade seal, how much can it be worth?"

Braun sneered, "Oh, that's no ordinary jade seal."

Xiao Hengyu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Really?"

He originally wanted the treasure, but when he got the news that it was just an ancient jade seal, he instantly lost interest.

Even if it wasn't an ordinary jade seal, it wouldn't have much appeal to him.

He has his own means to acquire wealth and power, and does not need to rely on any intangible object.

What's more, he asked Bo Jingzhou to get the treasure just to test how far Bo Jingzhou could go for Su Yutang.

Unexpectedly, Bo Jingzhou was actually willing to give up the treasure for her.

Although... in the end Bo Jingzhou did not give him the treasure.

But it was also because of him that he lost Su Yutang and the hostage was gone, so Bo Jingzhou naturally no longer had to fulfill his promise and exchange the treasure.

Although later, Bronn secretly mentioned the specialness and great value of the jade seal again, implying that it was worth seizing.

But he still had no interest.

It’s just a jade seal, so what if it’s special?

Thinking of this, Xiao Hengyu couldn't help but sneer: "Back then, an anonymous number called me and told me that the jade seal was originally an heirloom of the Bo family. He also said that anyone in the Bo family could get it... That person was you, right?"

Bron admitted frankly: "That's right."

Xiao Hengyu took a step forward, trying to read more from those deep, old eyes. "Do you really hate the Bo family? Or someone in the Bo family? Do you hate them so much that you'd go to such great lengths, even creating me to avenge you?"

Bron remained silent, his lips pressed into a cold, hard line, clearly not intending to answer the question.

Xiao Hengyu didn't care and smiled to himself, "Even if you didn't say it, I can guess that you initially trained me and gave me to Xiao Zhenting, who had a grudge against the Bo family. Wasn't it because you planned to use me as a 'knife' to deal with the Bo family and eventually win the jade seal for you that you've been dreaming of?"