"This person barged into the Imperial Residence and even held the Young Master hostage."
The eight of them quickly lowered their heads to report.
Only the middle-aged man froze when he saw Braydon Neal, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment. "An… Ancestor?"
"Hm?"
Braydon teased the mischievous boy before turning to the dignified middle-aged man, smiling. "Whose descendants are you?"
"The South Pole Sea!" the dignified man responded, extremely excited as he knelt down. "Washborn Neal, the 98th generation of the Neal family, greets the ancestor!"
Aside from his father's side, only his second and third uncles' lineages traced back to the South Pole Sea.
They all shared his grandfather's bloodline.
According to custom, the Northern King's residence belonged to Braydon; branch family descendants weren't typically permitted to enter.
The rightful heir was Trevon Neal, or his descendants.