Pri Minister Fang Yuan, who was in his study room writing sothing on parchnt, paused upon hearing the shout and slowly stood up from his seat.
'That bastard is back?'
He narrowed his eyes and scanned the whole clan area.
Sure enough, he was able to sense Fang Chen.
'He really is…'
Suppressing the bubbling anger, Fang Yuan moved towards the door and headed towards the clan entrance.
It didn't take him long to get outside.
The first person he t was his younger sister, Fang Bai.
While everyone in attendance was standing close to Fang Chen, Fang Bai was standing far away, quietly near the hallway, staring silently at her son Fang Chen.
Sensing soone's presence, she imdiately wiped her tears and turned her head.
Fang Yuan lowered his gaze, not wanting to et his sister's eyes.
Seeing this, Fang Bai let out, "Hmph," and left.
Fang Yuan stood there for a mont with his closed eyes.
'Fuck! What kind of brother am I… if not for that bastard Su Ming, my sister would be living a very happy life right now!'
He hated the fact that he failed to stop Su Ming from capturing his sister, Fang Bai's heart.
The pain in Fang Bai's eyes was what Fang Yuan hated the most.
Even though he knew he was at fault, too, Su Ming was more at fault in his eyes.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Yuan stabilized his emotions and headed back to his study room.
He had no interest in eting Fang Chen or even knowing what in the world he was up to.
Pri Minister Fang Yuan simply didn't care about Fang Chen.
The only reason he went outside was that he had sensed the unstable emotions of his younger sister and his wife.
He didn't wish for Fang Bai to go and hug Fang Chen like a mother.
That would have been disastrous.
Fang Bai's affair with Sect Leader Su Ming was not a secret to the public, but no one knew that Fang Chen was actually their son, not Fang Yuan's.
And if she lost control over her emotions and went to Fang Chen out of motherly instincts, it would generate many frowns and unnecessary rumors.
Mainly because everyone knew that Third Elder Fang Bai wasn't close to Young Master Fang Chen.
Rather, she always cultivated alone in her courtyard and was rarely present even in important clan etings.
Since Fang Yuan's wife, Princess Xin Xue Yan wasn't aware of the truth and considered Fang Chen as her son; thus she was currently tightly hugging Ye Tian Yun, who was in Fang Chen's disguise.
His arrival had attracted attention from almost the whole Fang Clan.
In terms of size and population, the Fang Clan was the smallest among the Big Four Clans of the Xin Kingdom.
Only in the last generation did this clan co into power and had since then gradually grown in size.
Even then, there were about fifty mbers in the clan and four tis more guards and servants - half of them were currently standing in front of Ye Tian Yun at the Fang Clan's entrance.
They were elonging their necks to see Fang Chen's face and confirm with their own eyes that the rumored dead Young Master was finally back.
Ye Tian Yun, however, wasn't paying attention to anything.
He was rather stumped by the sudden hug from 'his mother,' Xin Xue Yan.
He didn't feel much about it, mainly because he had never considered himself to be a part of the Fang Clan.
To him, everyone around him was an enemy.
Even the 'mother' who was hugging and crying him right now would no doubt do everything to kill him once she knew the truth.
Fang Chen was long dead.
There was no coming back.
The current Fang Chen was his murderer who disguised as him.
This was also the reason why Ye Tian Yun had decided not to mingle much in the Fang Clan.
He just wanted to head towards the battlefield as soon as possible.
And he didn't need to do much. He simply needed to act like how the hedonistic real Fang Chen used to act.
'But I don't know about his familial ties…'
This was indeed a troubleso matter.
As he stood frozen at once on the spot, Ye Tian Yun couldn't understand how he should react to his mother's hug.
'I need to get out of the spotlight!'
This was his main priority.
'Fortunately I have prepared well for this.'
Even though he had disguised himself as Fang Chen and even copied the latter's aura, Ye Tian Yun didn't have the ability to act like soone.
He wasn't fully accurate in his understanding of how Fang Chen acted in his daily life.
'I can only hope things don't work out pretty bad…'
Ye Tian Yun took a deep breath, and pulling himself out from his mother Xin Xue Yan's hug, he smiled lightly and said, "I have returne-….!"
"Woah! Woah! Woah!"
"Watch out!"
"What happened!?"
"Son!"
Many shouts echoed suddenly as Fang Chen fell unconscious.
This was the safest route Ye Tian Yun could think of at this stage.
Falling unconscious, he wouldn't have to personally deal with any of Fang Chen's family, friends, or acquaintances. Saving him from all the hassles of acting like the real Fang Chen and bringing more trouble onto himself.
He would simply act sick and tired!
…
After about half an hour, the chaos finally subsided as the royal physician passed through the gates of the Fang clan.
By now, the whole city already knew about this incident, and everyone was discussing it.
"Is it really true that Young Master Fang has returned?" Just like thousands of groups, a group of n were chatting among themselves in a tavern.
Answering the question, one of the n replied, "Yes, and I heard that Young Master Fang is severely injured."
"What do you think might have happened? I think so rival clan ambushed him? Maybe soone from the… big four?"
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