Knowing that Zi Ling, the little girl, was so worried about her safety, looking at her trembling body because she used her body temperature to warm herself and go to Han Capital, a warm current rose in Yang Yan's heart, and tears almost welled up.

Since he was a child, he has suffered a lot of white eyes, and he can disdain and turn a blind eye to the ridicule and ridicule of others, but because of this, those few people who really regard themselves as relatives and friends care about themselves, Yang Yan will treat them in the deepest part of his heart.

Wen Yan soothed Zi Ling, Yang Yan tried to get up from the ground, but he struggled for a long time but couldn't do so, so he had no choice but to sit down cross-legged and try to breathe.

In this way, until sunset, Yang Yan could force himself to act, and when the two of them arrived at the gate of Zhang's mansion, it was already evening.

The lights in front of Zhang's mansion were bright, and there were dozens of people standing in front of the door, led by a middle-aged man who was emaciated, his face was as white as jade, and he looked like half of a weak scholar.

"How about it? There are three young masters and young ladies.... News from the Purple Spirit?"

The middle-aged man turned his head and asked an old man in gray on the side.

"Not yet, we've sent out three groups of people, and there has been no news..."

The gray-clothed old man had an expression on his face, and his tone was quite cold.

In the inconspicuous corner of the crowd, there was a woman dressed as a maidservant, who had been looking at the street outside the house gate with a worried face.

Although she was dressed as a servant maid, and she did not use powder, let alone gold and silver accessories, but even so, her rather beautiful face was noticed at a glance in the crowd, and if you looked closely, you found that her appearance was somewhat similar to that of Zi Ling.

"Patriarch, look, the third young master, they're back!"

At this time, a young man dressed as a subordinate next to him pointed to the front of the mansion and called not far away.

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly turned their heads to look, and saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl supporting an older boy, limping towards this side.

The middle-aged man who was called the patriarch and the beautiful woman who was dressed as a servant maid took the lead in pacing forward and came to the two of them.

"Yan'er, Ling'er, where did you two go, let's find it!"

The middle-aged man was the first to ask, with a hint of sternness and reproach in his tone, and then he seemed to notice Yang Yan's condition, and his tone suddenly eased, and said.

"Yan'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Father, the child is fine, it's just that when I went out today, I happened to have a cold poison attack, but fortunately, thanks to the purple spirit, I can be safe and sound..."

"Aunt Zhao..."

Yang Yan stopped and saluted the middle-aged man, then turned his eyes and said hello to the beautiful woman on the side.

"Mother!"

On the side, Zi Ling seemed to have suffered a great grievance, and threw herself into the woman's arms, sobbing with a whimper.

"Silly boy, it's good if you come back..."After the beautiful woman nodded and smiled at Yang Yan, she immediately reached out and gently patted Zi Ling's back, and kept saying words to reassure.

"Okay, it's good for you to come back safely, go home first, dinner is ready early. ”

The middle-aged man was relieved, his mood seemed to have improved greatly, and he patted Yang Yan on the shoulder and said.

Yang Yan nodded lightly, quite moved in his heart.

For a long time, such as how outsiders sneered at him and how he excluded and ridiculed, the man next to him could always give him warmth when he needed it most, in fact, no matter what other people said, no matter what his life was, in Yang Yan's heart, he had already regarded him as his biological father.

Yang Yan was sighing in his heart, but the old man's voice sounded quite inopportunely.

"If you can't cultivate by yourself, you don't know how to cultivate well, you will only cause trouble all day long, compared to the eldest young master and the second young master, it's really far behind!"

The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present, and many people present felt embarrassed to seek prestige, but they saw that the person who came out was the old man in gray before.

This person is the great elder of the Zhang family, named Zhang Qiusheng, who is said to be a distant uncle of Zhang Tai, and has no great blood relationship, but his strength has reached the psychic realm, and he is the only psychic realm powerhouse in the clan except for Zhang Tai, and has been serving as the great elder of the Zhang family for many years.

When Zhang Tai heard this, his steps paused slightly, and the expression on his face was quite ugly.

"Father, hurry up, I'm starving!"

Yang Yan pretended not to hear and complained to Zhang Tai.

When Zhang Tai heard this, he sighed lightly, took steps again, and walked towards the house.

Yang Yan couldn't be clearer about his father's situation. Although the current Zhang family has a good reputation in Jinhuan City, it is not a monopoly, the Xu family in the south of the city and the Sun family in the west of the city are all powerful, and there are also strong people in the psychic realm in their clan.

Over the years, although the three have been peaceful on the surface, they have been fighting hard behind their backs.

Therefore, over the years, the surface of Jinhuan City has been calm, but in fact, it is like frozen spring water, and the undercurrent is surging.

Zhang Qiusheng's own strength has reached the third layer of the Sense Spirit Realm, and he can be regarded as the number one in Jinhuan City, and the former has served as the great elder of the Zhang family for many years, and there are also some die-hard parties in the clan who are determined to only look forward to him, although Zhang Tai is the head of the clan, he is not a person who is arbitrary, and he naturally does not want to tear his face with this great elder unless he has to.

It was precisely because Yang Yan knew all the things that he pretended not to hear and resolved his father's dilemma.

Yang Yan didn't take this matter to heart, and he never cared about the idea of looking down on himself to win people.

The first thing he wanted to do now was to fill his hungry stomach!

At the dining table, looking at Yang Yan and Zi Ling, who were gobbling up, Zhang Tai could only shake his head and smile bitterly, but there was a rare softness and satisfaction on his face...

After a full meal, Yang Yan lied that he was still a little unwell, so he returned to his house early.

Regarding what he encountered today, he didn't tell Zhang Tai everything, only said that he went out to play with Zi Ling, but he didn't expect the cold poison to break out, and he didn't say a word about what he saw in that strange space.

This is not to say that Yang Yan does not trust his father, but this matter is too appalling, if the news is accidentally leaked, it is difficult for the Zhang family to guarantee that there will be no catastrophe!

"Nine Shades of Taiyin, I hope you don't let me down..."