The other party's bloodline was once the supreme emperor of this world.

And he, the ancestor is just a hybrid of a certain royal family in the last empire.

The Feng royal family has an iron law.

The spouse of the royal family can only be of Yanhuang bloodline, and the descendants born can only be of pure Yanhuang bloodline.

Other mixed-race species are automatically stripped of their royal status.

The royal family's genetic testing technology can even identify one billionth of the hybrid gene in the gene.

Shaking his head, Feng Siming smiled softly:

"Let's start the third game."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

The moment he turned around, his face became extremely gloomy.

Pei Mingqiu gave Su Mu a sharp look and quickly followed him.

The young man who walked out of the iron cage seemed to have never appeared before and just disappeared.

As Su Mu went back to meet Jiang Wangshu, he asked Fatty:

"Fat Master, was it successful?"

The fat man snorted and said proudly:

"How could your ancestor fail if I take action? Don't worry, that guy will be more useful if he stays with Feng Siming than if he stays with you. Hehe, dear grandson, how can you thank me?"

Su Mu decided to give the fat man some practical benefits instead of always talking, so he said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I have already ordered the latest model of bionic robot for you. By then, you will be able to move freely."

Su Mu was very suspicious that Fatty was not just a super computer that had developed self-awareness. This old thing might have merged with the consciousness of one of his ancestors.

Anyway, it's not a loss for the old guy to call himself a good grandson for life.

For his generation, he is way above the sky.

By the way, I am of a very high generation. At least Brother Zhuo is my grandson of the 250th generation.

While thinking wildly, I went back to the bar with Jiang Wangshu and the Yu sisters.

The third game begins.

This time, Pei Mingqiu stopped talking nonsense with Su Mu and directly invited someone out.

"In the third game, let this old gentleman bet with you."

The crowd parted, and a gray-haired old man came out.

Su Mu was suddenly shocked.

Except for his extremely tall stature, there is nothing outstanding about this old man.

His face was covered with deep wrinkles, and his skin was a little pale, as if he hadn't seen the light of day all year round.

But his eyes were so strange.

Those eyes gave off a kind of brilliance.
Chapter completed!