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Each horse was worth thousands of gold, and their Fengyang City was not even worth a single city. There was not even a single horse market in the city, and even a few upper class horses with slightly better quality mounts could not be found, let alone a top-grade mount like the Wind Catcher Horse. In an instant, the commoners who entered the city looked up to the black clad riders on their horses with curious gazes!

It was a young man of about fifteen to sixteen years of age. He had sharp eyebrows, a clear and cold face, and a calm aura, similar to that of a young master from a wealthy family who didn't know much about martial arts cultivation. However, he gave off a faint aura that made people feel as if a god had descended from the heavens, making them prostrate on the ground to worship the sacred shrine in their hearts.

It was none other than Yang Fan. After almost exterminating the Ma Family by himself, Yang Fan did not turn back his Seven Stars Mountain Range but instead turned to Nanyang County. It had been over a year since he had returned home, and now, with great difficulty, he had finally descended the mountain.

Besides, wealth doesn't return to one's hometown. It was just like walking in the night in silk clothing!

Looking at the familiar scene inside the city, Yang Fan's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, a thread of nervousness flashing past his eyes, the closer they get to their home, the more human the situation becomes!

Although it was said that father and mother had visited him at Seven Stars Sect a few months ago and everything seemed to be fine, when Yang Fan used his toes to think about it, he knew that his father and mother had always kept the best things for him.

At this moment …

When the city guards saw that Yang Fan was not willing to enter for a long time, they immediately shouted at him, but before they could say anything, a middle-aged man dressed as a captain immediately stopped them upon seeing Yang Fan, and respectfully said, "Master Sail, please enter the city, please enter the city." Although Yang Fan had low aptitude and was only a mere inferior ninth rank bloodline, his position in the Yang Family was still inferior to some branch disciples, but after all, the direct grandson of the Yang Family Family Lord Yang Xiaotian and the only son of the Yang Family Third Master Yang Yunfeng, were things that a little city gate guard like them could not afford to offend.

Yang Fan nodded slightly towards the city guard captain, then spurred his whip into the Fengyang City.

Fengyang City City was small, but it was bustling with activity inside. There were rows upon rows of carts, horses, Dragon Scale s, and many pedestrians.

Tea shops, restaurants, inns, butcher shops and so on within the city.

Within the store were silks and brocades, jewellery and spices, incense and horses. In addition, there were also medical clinics, large carts for repair, fortune-telling, facelift, and all sorts of other businesses.

Flags fluttered in front of the large shops to attract business!

On the streets, there were many pedestrians. There were merchants, officials who watched the scene, officials who rode horses, peddlers who peddled, ladies who rode sedans, villagers who carried baskets on their backs, tourists who asked for directions, rich and powerful people who drank like mad in restaurants, disabled elderly people who begged at the edge of the city, men, women, children, farmers, and all sorts of people. Of course, there was also the need for scholars to pursue this matter.

It could be said that although the city was small, it was fully equipped!

After an incense worth of time, Yang Fan finally arrived at the Yang Residence that had lived for over ten years!

As the number one clan in Fengyang City and a large clan that had a hundred years of history, the Yang Mansion was naturally not bad. The entire Yang Mansion took up several thousand acres of land, and by the entrance, many majestic Stone Qilins, Stone Pi Xiu, were placed.

Within the mansion, the courtyard was deep and connected in all directions. There were numerous fake mountains, ponds, pavilions and pavilions, and the mansion was quiet without a speck of dust. From time to time, beautiful maidservants who were carved from jade would walk by, and a couple of guards in leather armor with long sabers at their waists would patrol back and forth.

The average cultivation of these guards was not high, in other words, their Third Empyrean cultivation, and the leader had only barely entered the Fourth Empyrean Stage, but of course, in a city like the Fengyang City, they could already be considered as experts!

The large Yang Mansion was divided into two parts, the main branch and the side branch, in an orderly fashion!

As a direct descendant young master of the Yang Family, Yang Fan naturally lived in a direct line of descent.

As they neared the house, Yang Fan was trying to think of how he could congratulate his parents when he saw them. After all, what the Yang Yunfeng couple was looking forward to the most was for Yang Fan to rush past Bronze Man Lane and become an outer disciple of Seven Stars Sect.

Now, not only had Yang Fan achieved this goal, he had even far surpassed it. It was time to let Father and Mother know that it was time to properly give them a long face.

However, he didn't notice the strange gazes that the servants and guards were looking at him with as they travelled.

At this moment …

In Yang Fan's ears, suddenly came a heart-wrenching yell.

"You've gone too far!" It's fine if you take back your family's stores, but we spent money to buy the shops on Sanyang Street, so what right do we have to take them back? "Scram, all of you scram for me. This is our couple's private property. Whoever dares to steal it, I'll fight with him!"

The curses were shrill and familiar.

"It's mother!"

Yang Fan's expression suddenly changed, he did not even bother holding onto the Wind Chasing Horse, and activated his movement technique to its limit, rushing towards the Sky Peak where they lived.

Within the main hall of the Sky Peak Courtyard.

Yang Fan's father, Yang Yunfeng, was sitting on the ground with one hand covering his chest, a trace of blood still hung from the corner of his mouth, as if he had suffered some severe injuries. Yang Fan's mother, Luo Yun, was currently wearing his hair in disarray, waving his long sword at the six large men while cursing non-stop, and in a corner of the hall, there was another person who was quietly lying on the ground, whether he was dead or alive.

"Third Madam, don't make things difficult for Old Slave, this is the family's decision, Old Slave is only following orders!" The one who had started out was a middle-aged man in a cyan robe with a malicious complexion. Although he addressed the Old Slave with his mouth, there was not a single trace of the servant's humility. Instead, his gaze was filled with contempt and did not place Luo Yun, the third wife, in his eyes at all.

Yang Ye — — The Yang Mansion's three stewards, the trusted subordinate of Yang Family Elder Yang Yunlei!

"Yang Ye, don't go too far, those few shops are the work of us husband and wife for half a lifetime, no one can snatch them away, scram, all of you scram!"

"Third Madam, the clan's decision is not something that you can go against. It would be best for you to quickly hand over the land deed, so as to avoid Old Slave hurting you." Yang Ye's face turned cold, revealing a faint trace of impatience, as though he wanted to immediately attack.

At this moment …

A loud shout thundered in everyone's ears, "Old bastard, you're courting death!"

The next moment …

Yang Fan was like a gust of wind, rushing into the hall, striking at the two guards of the Yang Mansion, causing them to be flung out of the hall.

"Mom, are you alright?" In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan had already arrived in front of Luo Yun with a face full of concern.

"Faner, Mother is fine!" Luo Yun waved her hand, indicating that she was fine.

Hearing this, Yang Fan's heart relaxed a bit. In a flash, he arrived at Yang Yunfeng's side and connected to his pulse with his right hand, realizing that there was nothing major wrong with it.

The Spring-Returning Pill was a low rank Bao Dan, one pellet was worth ten Spirit Stones, and with the concussion from both the inside and the inside, it was only a small wound. Even if he did not consume any pellet and rested for ten days, he would be able to recover naturally!

"Faner, quickly look at your Aunt Mei. In order to save me, she was hit by that old rogue!" Suddenly, Luo Yun's startled cry caused Yang Fan's heart, who had just relaxed, to tighten. Yang Fan, who had been focusing all his attention on Yang Yunfeng and his wife just now, did not notice that there was still a person quietly lying in the corner of the hall.

She was wearing a long skirt, and her skin was so white that it was terrifying. She was a beautiful woman in her thirties!

Once it was connected to Aunt Mei's pulse, Yang Fan's heart immediately sunk. Aunt Mei's injuries were severe, her internal organs had been displaced, and even her spleen was slightly damaged. With such a severe injury, it was definitely not something that could be cured with a Spring Restoration Pill.

After feeding Aunt Mei a hundred Ling Dan and using the Spiritual Strength to dissolve the medicinal power, seeing that her breathing had started to calm down, Yang Fan's worried heart slowly calmed down.

In the next moment …

Yang Fan swept Yang Ye with his frosty gaze, and said with a voice that sounded like the call of the death god of hell, "Old dog, how do you want to die!"