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From Zeng Xianyi's demeanor and speech, it was clear that he did not suffer from dementia. This could only mean that the young man had a significant background. As for his strength, it should be considerable.
In his twenties, even with extraordinary talent, one could only reach the pinnacle of Transcendence. Zeng Xianyi placed great importance on this young man, likely due to the powerful forces behind him. This kid might be a direct disciple of some Hidden Sect or a prominent family, Li Yang thought.
"If you want to know about Mr. Jiang's background, I truly have no idea. Mr. Jiang, would you mind sharing?" Zeng Xianyi smiled. His understanding of Jiang Chen came solely from Ye Xiaoying’s words; he knew Jiang Chen was impressive but had no knowledge of his origins and had not investigated further. Powerful figures like Jiang Chen typically disliked being pried into.
"Of course, it's convenient. In the future, I will need your help for my friends and family," Jiang Chen replied with a smile. Since he had allied himself with the authorities, it was natural for him to seek their protection for his loved ones. While this protection might not be of great use, having it was better than not.
Seeing that Jiang Chen was about to reveal his background, everyone looked on with curiosity.
Jiang Chen took out his identification card and handed it to Zeng Xianyi, saying with a smile, "Zeng Lao, if you want to know my background, it's simple. You can check my identification card to access all my information from childhood to now."
"What? Mr. Jiang, you... you're actually the chairman of a company?" Zeng Xianyi exclaimed in disbelief.
Someone like Jiang Chen should not be an ordinary person; he never expected him to be a company chairman as well, which made it even more astonishing.
"Isn't it normal for a chairman?" Jiang Chen chuckled.
Zeng Xianyi's expression was skeptical, but he took Jiang Chen's identification card and had someone check it. Soon, all of Jiang Chen's information was transmitted over.
Jiang Chen's background turned out to be utterly unremarkable—there wasn't even a hint of anything special about him. He was just an ordinary young man who hadn't even graduated high school and had been quite average in school.
Moreover, the photo on the document clearly showed Jiang Chen.
"What's wrong? Zeng Lao, don't you believe this is me?" Seeing Zeng Xianyi flipping through the information with an odd expression, Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh.
"Uh, Mr. Jiang, your information... the difference between it and your actual self is too vast; it's like heaven and earth," Zeng Xianyi admitted honestly. He genuinely doubted that this identity belonged to Jiang Chen; it seemed like a cover-up.
"This is me. If you don't believe me, Zeng Lao can verify with my elementary school, junior high school, high school, or even my neighbors," Jiang Chen said.
With Jiang Chen saying this, what could Zeng Xianyi say? If he truly verified that Jiang Chen was so ordinary after all that effort, he might just collapse from disbelief.
A martial arts master at the peak level who couldn't rise above the Hidden Sect had lived twenty years in such an ordinary manner—no one could believe that.
"No need for verification; I naturally believe Mr. Jiang's words," Zeng Xianyi smiled, though his tone felt somewhat insincere.
"Haha, what does identity matter? As soldiers, we don't care about noble or humble origins; as long as one has ability, even a beggar can earn respect. Qinglong, Mr. Jiang has traveled far; why not raise a glass in honor of him?" Li Yang said with a smile, his words laced with subtle implications.
The burly man sitting next to Li Yang suddenly stood up and directly lifted the wine vessel towards Jiang Chen. "Mr. Jiang, although you're young and have been valued by our superior so highly, you must have extraordinary qualities. I won't say any pretty words; let me toast you three cups."
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