The Ross Clan, a formidable entity in a dark world, renowned as the Sixth Empire, is a frequent subject in the field of economics.
Now, the elder Ross looked at Ye Ling across from him with a touch of lament, thinking if this young man had been born a century earlier, it might have been the mysterious ancient country of the East standing at the pinnacle of the world.
Instead of the current situation where it was still striving to reach the peak, competing with other powerful nations for supremacy!
"My dear child, I think with your protection and care, Ai Lu would be the happiest woman in the world."
Ye Ling across from him smiled and nodded, "Respected Clan Leader Ross, please believe me, I will protect the woman I love with my life."
"My dear child, are you still calling me Clan Leader Ross? According to your Eastern way of address, perhaps you should call me grandfather."
