"Whether it's the Dragon of the Dead, Ariana, or the Void Ruler, they will all be nailed…"
Hearing this.
Isabelle raised her hand in satisfaction and interrupted him,
"Alright, that's enough for the main part."
Lorraine wiped his sweat and smiled awkwardly.
Isabelle turned her head to look at him and suddenly asked,
"Are you a descendant of Ranqi?"
Lorraine hesitated.
"Probably."
"Probably?"
Isabelle repeated in a doubtful tone.
Lorraine hurriedly explained,
" My mother and father were married through political marriage. They were both quite open-minded when they were young, so it's hard to say what happened.
" But when I was an adult, my mother swore to me that if I wasn't a descendant of the Vernon family or the Fendi family, then there was at least a two-fifth chance that I would be a descendant of the Ranqi family."
Isabelle snorted.
"2/5?
"How did she get so accurate?"
