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Li Tong felt like she was dreaming these past few days. She was confused and her name was changed to Zhang Tong, the new generation head of the Zhang family.

Zhang Tong sat in the main seat and looked at Zhang Hairen with green eyes, he felt a chill in his heart. It turned out that Zhang Hairen was just a container for his eyes, and Zhang Hairen's eyes were provided by other people. In a family competition, Zhang Tong defeated all the heroes and won the recognition of everyone.

Zhang Tong felt that all this was like a dream. He didn't understand why he became the head of the Zhang family. Wasn't he here to seek revenge?

Zhang Tong practiced in his own unique spirit gathering array, with spiritual energy surging. After learning the Zhang family's unique secret book, Zhang Tong has completely entered the Nascent Soul stage. Not only that, his Chakravartin has also undergone an unprecedented transformation.

Zhang Tong felt his own strength and thought about the information given to him by Yao Mo. At this moment, he felt that he could take his mother back.

Zhang Tong summoned the elders of the family, even the former clan leader Zhang Chiyi came.

"My elders, I would like to meet my mother. What do you think?" Zhang Tong originally did not want to inform these people, but in order to feel more relaxed and confident, it was necessary to use the opponent's force to his advantage.

At this time, Zhang Chiyi stroked his beard and frowned slightly: "Xiaotong, I'm not trying to discourage you, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to get close to your mother. Even if you go, she may not come back with you."

Zhang Tong had already sent people to gather information about his mother, but the information had not yet been reported. He was confused by Zhang Chiyi's words: "Grandpa, why do you say that?"

Zhang Chiyi hesitated for a moment, then shook his head helplessly: "Well! My family has already reported it, but it's hard to say it. I'll be the bad guy here!"

"Fifteen years ago, your mother gave birth to a son for the Zhao family, named Zhao Heng! Zhao Heng has a unique bloodline. Not only did he inherit the Zhao family's bloodline, he also obtained our Zhang family's Wind Wheel Eye. In fact, a few days ago, the Zhao family wanted to come to our door to ask for our Zhang family's unique martial art "Wind Dies and Clouds Open", but you have been in seclusion and I didn't disturb you. And the person who sent the letter was your mother Zhang Yue. I wanted to keep her to rest for a few days so that you and your son could be reunited, but she left the letter and turned around and left."

Zhang Tong nodded: "After doing something like that, do you still expect her to forgive you?"

Zhang Chiyi looked embarrassed, then adjusted his state before continuing: "Zhao Heng is not as simple as you think. If he were a mortal disciple, he would come here. The problem is that Zhao Heng is extremely talented and is being trained by the Zhao family as the next head of the family. Your mother's status is now second only to those ancestors of the Zhao family. Do you think he will come back?"

Zhang Tong was stunned. It wasn't that he thought his mother was a person who was greedy for power and wealth, but the problem was that she was going to give up her second son for the sake of her eldest son. Would his mother really give up her second son whom she had raised for more than ten years for the sake of her eldest son whom she hadn't seen for more than 20 years?

Zhang Tong just nodded slightly: "You guys can leave first! I'm going to see my mother today. If she wants to come back, I'll take her home. If she doesn't want to come back, then let's just forget about it!"

Zhang Chiyi hurriedly tried to stop them upon hearing this: "No, no! You can't go to the Zhao family. If you go there now, you'll be throwing meat buns at a dog!"

Zhang Tong looked puzzled: "Why do you say that?"

At this time, Zhang Chiyi took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Zhang Tong.

Zhang Tong's face was full of suspicion. When he opened the letter, he was immediately disappointed.

The content of the letter was simple, expressing the hope that the Zhang family would provide the practice method of "The Wind Dies and the Clouds Open" for free, and also asking the Zhang family to give Zhang Tong's eyes. In return, Zhao Heng's eyes would belong to Zhang Tong in the future.

"Are you sure she said that?" Zhang Tong looked unconvinced and stared at Zhang Chiyi, trying to find flaws in the old man's words.

Zhang Chiyi had no choice but to continue speaking: "In order to get your mother to marry into the Zhao family, we said we would put you in a branch and promised her to raise you, so that she could leave with peace of mind. And your mother's last words before she left were that since you have been placed in a branch, you have lost the qualification to practice "Wind Dies and Clouds Open". Rather than letting this pair of annihilation-level wind wheel eyes be covered in dust, it is better to let Zhao Heng let these eyes shine."

"You have also practiced "Wind Dies and Clouds Open" and know the levels of the Wind Wheel Eye. The lowest level is Zhang Hairen's Qingfeng Lingdong Eye, which has a sharper observation ability and has an absolute affinity for the wind attribute. The second level is Zhao Heng's Blue Hurricane Eye, which has control over the wind attribute. Your eyes are at the highest level, the Annihilation Eye. Not only do they have the above attributes, but if you practice them to perfection, you can easily annihilate all wind element moves nearby. Now you know how precious your eyes are!"

Zhang Tong rubbed his brows and then said, "Does she have any requirements for me?"

Zhang Chiyi sighed deeply: "No!"

"Then you go out first!"

After everyone left, Zhang Tong stood up and paced slowly.

He didn't believe a word of what Zhang Chiyi said. How could there be such a coincidence? As soon as he started to look for clues about his mother, she came to ask for his eyes.

Moreover, all the words were said by the Zhang family. As the head of the family, he was already confused. As for controlling Zhang Tong, he didn't even dare to think about it. It seemed that he needed to sneak into the Zhao family and find his mother to ask what was going on.

With an idea in mind, Zhang Tong waited quietly for dark.

As night fell, Zhang Tong turned into a breeze and disappeared into the Zhang family mansion.

The Zhao family is obviously much stronger than the Zhang family. Even when Zhang Tong sneaked in, he could feel the glances of several Yuanying Great Perfection masters. Although the Jindan stage is nothing to him now, the strength of more than a dozen Jindan masters is enough to leave the Zhang family dozens of streets behind.

Zhang Tong moved his consciousness around and scanned the entire Zhao family compound. After a while, a beautiful woman appeared in his mind. The woman had not changed at all over the years. Even after so many years, the years had not left any traces on her face.

She was embroidering something with needle and thread in her hands, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, expressing that she had lived a good life over the years.

Zhang Tong glanced around and found that there was no one watching nearby, so he quickly jumped into the room and knocked out the maid in the room with a casual touch.

Zhang Yue suddenly felt something was wrong and was about to shout when a face that looked almost identical to his own appeared before him: "You! Who are you? Did the Zhang family send you?"

Zhang Tong looked at the beautiful woman in front of him for a long time without making a sound. He just looked at her quietly as if he had returned to twenty years ago.

Zhang Yue's heart was moved and tears welled up in her eyes: "You are...Tong'er! Tong'er, I am your mother!"

Zhang Yue took a step forward and hugged Zhang Tong's waist, burying her head in his chest, her tears instantly soaking his clothes.

Zhang Tong patted Zhang Yue's shoulder gently and then signaled him to calm down first.

Zhang Yue quickly stood up, then thought of her own gaffe, and quickly fixed her makeup before asking, "Tong'er, how have you been these years?"

Zhang Tong's eyes were no longer as cold as before, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Mother! These years... these years I have lived a good life! It's just that I can't be with you to fulfill my filial duties. I feel ashamed of my father's teachings!"