Qiao Yin was blindfolded, unable to see the other person, but this did not affect her thinking: "I don't need your gift, I just need you to give me my younger brother back."
"Aren't you going to ask what the gift is?"
"We're neither kin nor close, and this is our first meeting. I don't believe I have the right to receive gifts, so I'm not curious."
The man let out a light laugh: "You're somewhat like Jiasen, both of you, brother and sister, are quite characterful, I really like it."
"Then can you let my little brother go?"
"Sorry, I can't."
"Why?"
"After searching for several years, I've finally found a suitable successor. How could I let him go so easily?"
"Your voice sounds young to me. Why do you need a successor at such a young age? You could just have your own child and let them succeed you."
"I'm not young anymore."
The man chuckled comfortably: "In any case, I can't have children, and even if I could, I wouldn't let him succeed."
"Why?"
