Xiao Wang

Chapter 1260 Inheritance

The woman's praise didn't bring Zhuge Lan any joy. Instead, he released his hands the next moment, stared at his mother, and frowned, "I didn't expect I'd fallen for it too."

"Son, what are you talking about?"

The woman's face was filled with bewilderment, clearly not understanding why Zhuge Lan had suddenly pulled away.

Zhuge Lan stared at the "mother" in front of him and slowly opened his mouth, "Although you truly resemble my mother, and you've said the words I most longed to hear from her, I know you're not my mom. You're merely a shadow in my heart."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" the woman said quickly.

But the next second, Zhuge Lan's hand passed straight through his mother's body.

"I didn't expect to be caught in an illusion array right after returning home. My vigilance must be lacking." As he spoke, a surge of true qi erupted from within Zhuge Lan. Instantly, all the scenes before his eyes vanished. He now stood at the entrance of the Wuhou family's residence, having not yet pushed the door open.

What he had seen moments before were all illusions from the formation.

This time, he knocked on the door.

No one answered, but the door soon opened on its own, and he stepped inside.

The Wuhou family's residence was a very old-fashioned courtyard-style estate, much like the grand manors seen in many television dramas. The paths within were intricate, featuring all sorts of courtyard landscapes. There were small gardens, bridges over flowing water, and various pavilions for cooling off. Any historical drama could be filmed here with minimal adjustments.

As he stepped into the courtyard again, he began to observe its differences more carefully.

He hadn't been back for some time, and the positions of the trees within the courtyard had been moved.

It was precisely because the positions of these trees had been altered that the illusion array had been created.

"This is too embarrassing... Fortunately, Wang Qiran isn't here, or he'd remember it forever," Zhuge Lan muttered. He walked towards the side hall of the Wuhou family.

As he had expected, there were quite a few people in the side hall.

Not only his parents, but everyone in the Wuhou family who held any significant influence was gathered together.

His return didn't surprise anyone. In fact, some looked at him with ill intentions.

Especially among those of his generation, few regarded him with friendly eyes.

Because of Zhuge Lan's existence, no one else of his generation had any prospect of standing out. Everything would eventually belong to Zhuge Lan.

"You're back."

His mother looked at him, nodded slowly, a hint of warmth appearing on her face before she resumed her stern demeanor.

"The succession is about to begin."

His father glanced at his son and gestured for Zhuge Lan to step forward.

His parents rarely smiled.

But Zhuge Lan was accustomed to it. He stepped forward. He was now the young master of the Wuhou family, and the person with the highest status in the entire household.

The previous patriarch had passed away just yesterday.

"After today, you will be the head of the Zhuge family. Today, all the inheritances of the Wuhou lineage will be taught to you... Afterwards, all matters, big and small, of the Wuhou family will also require your decision," his father's voice echoed from behind him.

"Yes."

Zhuge Lan nodded, and then, the ceremony began.