"Of course."
Yu Yiwei whipped her mobile phone out to call Xihou Jiaping, and she felt a glimmer of hope and joy when the call went through. However, at the instant that she heard Jin Qingyan's voice, all her hopes were dashed…
Refusing to resign herself to fate, she proceeded to call the headquarters of M Nation. "Has he returned yet?"
"No…"
Just as she was about to continue asking, An Xiaoning snatched her mobile phone away and ended the call.
Yu Yiwei felt a lump forming in her throat. After a long pause, she said, "You guys have won."
If Xihou Jiaping were still around, she would have never admitted defeat.
Now that he was dead, on what grounds could she deny it?
If Xihou Jiaping couldn't defeat them, she obviously couldn't either…
"I'm Yin Cun," she admitted.
Old Mr. Yin's eyes widened in shock as he asked, "You're really Ancestor Yin Cun?"
