Quentin Griffin turned over and cursed, “I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations! I’m not even fully dead yet, and you already want to bury me, you little brat. I came back to life just to tell you one thing: there’s a dragon-shaped jade pendant in my dantian. After I die, dig open my dantian and take out the dragon-shaped jade pendant—only then can I be truly freed in this life…”

Chapter 2 Charles Griffin

After using all his strength, Charles Bennett finally managed to move Quentin Griffin and let him lean against the tree trunk.

“This old guy is just faking death!”

After observing for a while, Charles Bennett realized that Quentin Griffin was perfectly fine. He was so annoyed he wanted to punch his old man a few times.

Quentin Griffin glared at him and said, “Don’t think that just because I’m alive again, I’ll let you off. I woke up mainly to give you a few instructions. Listen carefully—if you miss even one thing, I’ll make sure your family line ends, even as a ghost.”

Charles Bennett rolled his eyes. He’d never really listened to this guy talk before, but now he realized their speaking styles were exactly the same—must be genetic.

“Fine, I know you’re okay, Dad. You seem normal today, so if you’ve got something to say, just spit it out.”

Quentin Griffin chuckled and said, “I’ve seen you a few times before, you little rascal. You really do have my style from when I was young. So I’ll keep it short. After I die, the first thing you must do is take out the dragon-shaped jade pendant from my dantian.”

Hearing about this dragon jade again, Charles Bennett was stunned. “Dad, do you think I’m an idiot? You stuffed a jade pendant in your dantian, so how are you still alive and well?”

“Bullshit! You call this well? Eighteen years ago, I came alone to this Baiyang Town. In your mother’s generation, no one in Baiyang Town was my match. Otherwise, how could a beauty like your mother have been tricked into bed by me? But ever since I got stuck with this dragon jade, all the true qi of my eighth-level Dragon Vein Realm was sucked dry within half a year, and I ended up a cripple!”

So there was such a story—Charles Bennett really didn’t know. Seeing how agitated the old man was, it probably wasn’t a lie. But what kind of dragon jade could drain someone’s true qi?

And more importantly, this old guy was once a super expert at the eighth level of the Dragon Vein Realm? To have achieved that at a young age—what did that mean?

Legend has it that the human race carries the bloodline of the ancient divine dragon, so the nine major blood vessels running through the body are called dragon veins. When the body is refined to the extreme, sensing heaven and earth and absorbing vital energy, one can generate true qi. When true qi transforms into a dragon and breaks through the nine dragon veins, one becomes a top expert. Thus, the Dragon Vein Realm has nine levels in total.

As far as Charles Bennett knew, one of the strongest people in Baiyang Town was his so-called grandfather, known as a peerless master, but even he was only at the ninth level of the Dragon Vein Realm.

Ignoring Charles Bennett’s skeptical expression, Quentin Griffin continued seriously, “I’ve made the first thing clear. The second thing is… change your surname. From now on, your name will be Charles Griffin. Our Long family is the supreme overlord of this world. The descendants of the Long family can’t have another surname!”

“Supreme overlord? You can fool kids with that, but don’t try to trick me… Whatever, Long it is.”

Charles Bennett was stunned—he didn’t expect the old ghost to joke like this. But actually, he’d long wanted to change his surname. His old man might be a mess, but the surname Long was at least decent.

Charles Griffin—that was his new name.

He repeated it a few times in his mind and felt pretty good about it. Seeing the old ghost’s knowing smile, Charles Griffin suddenly felt that he was actually quite happy today.

He sat down next to Quentin Griffin, their shoulders touching.

“You’re my son, so calling you Little Charles isn’t too much. I’ve spent my life stirring up storms, dominating the Dragon Sacrifice Continent, but who would have thought I’d die in a dump like Baiyang Town? Life’s twists and turns really make one sigh.”

“Did you hit your head today? I know all about your messed-up life, so stop bragging in front of me! By the way, we’re not going back to the Yang family. With my skills, it shouldn’t be hard to find another place and support you, you old drunk. How about it?”

As Charles Griffin spoke, he looked at the flowers, grass, and trees in the distance, waiting for his old man’s reply. But after a long time, there was no response. He was puzzled and turned his head, only to see Quentin Griffin looking at him with tears in his eyes, motionless.

“Old man, what’s with you…”

Being looked at with teary eyes by another man, Charles Griffin didn’t feel awkward at all. Even though he always had a sharp tongue, the man in front of him was, without a doubt, his father.

“Little Charles…”

“…Yeah.”

Quentin Griffin raised his head and said, “I haven’t been a good father. I haven’t taken on even a bit of a father’s responsibility, so I let you go astray. There are many things you’ll have to face in the future. I don’t want to tell you now. If you reach that level, you’ll understand on your own.”

“And the last thing I want to tell you in this life—listen up and remember it well: In this cruel world, your strength is everything. A man without strength is no better than a dog!”

“After I die, I hope that becoming stronger will be your lifelong pursuit, because that was also my pursuit. It’s just that fate played a joke on me…”

Hearing such a serious exhortation all of a sudden, Charles Griffin was a little dazed.