When Yan Rulie saw the actions of the other young geniuses in the hall, he understood that the main hall would know about this matter.
Given the current situation, even if the identity of the traitor who impersonated his father was exposed, it would be useless.
His father was heavily injured. If the other party killed his father, would the elders of the clan really choose him, a junior in the Dao Comprehending realm?
His father was dead, and if the Flame Gold Clan wanted to protect their territory as an overlord-level faction, they would need a Dao Initiation Realm martial artist with great battle prowess.
This person, whom he had to call uncle, was such a person.
For the sake of the Flame Gold Clan, the elders would definitely choose to forgive his uncle's betrayal. Instead, they would think of ways to suppress this matter.
In order to express their apologies, the elders would probably place him under house arrest so that he would not have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of his life.
Yan Rulie was extremely nervous. At the same time, he removed his disguise.
Furthermore, his original appearance was also a lot more handsome. After his appearance was revealed, the surrounding geniuses were all astonished.
"Isn't he Yan Rulie? I heard that he died in the secret realm. How could he …"
"It really is him. I thought that he had died at a young age. To think that he's still alive."
"Wait, something's not right. The Flame Gold Clan's Patriarch is lying on the ground, and the Flame Gold Clan's Young Patriarch is still alive?"
The people of the younger generation in the hall were all talented and intelligent people. They more or less understood the situation before them.
In the next moment, another figure appeared. It was the person that Yan Rulie had used as a disguise. It was the Flame Gold Clan's somewhat famous genius, Yan Deli.
When he appeared, he looked at Yan Rulie in astonishment. He didn't understand why Yan Rulie had summoned them from his Heavenly Abode.
After seeing Yan Deli, most of the geniuses in the hall understood what was going on.
Boom!
Immediately after, a figure suddenly appeared at the door of the palace, and the sound of an explosion resounded.
On the other side, a figure suddenly appeared beside Lin Qian. Who else could it be but Wei Zi-liang?
Wei Zi-liang, who had arrived beside Lin Qian, saw a medicine bottle suddenly appear in Lin Qian's hand. Within the bottle, there were seven different colored liquids.
"This is …" Wei Zi-liang swallowed the words he wanted to say and asked curiously.
"It's similar to the potion you took before, but the quality is much better, and the effect is faster."
Lin Qian's expression was indifferent, but his actions were extremely violent. He poured the medicine in the bottle into the mouth of the person in front of him. Yan Rulie also saw this scene from the side.
Not long after, his father's face was covered in medicine, and he even choked on a lot of it through his nose.
His father, who was originally unconscious, suddenly coughed violently, appearing to be in great discomfort.
However, there was not much worry in Yan Rulie's eyes. Instead, there was a look of joy.
In the past, his father's injuries were already incurable. His illness was beyond cure, but there was no response. He was no different from a dead man.
But now, there was such an obvious reaction.
In the next moment, Yan Rulie retracted the look of joy on his face and revealed a mournful expression.
Lin Qian saw the change in Yan Rulie's expression and nodded inwardly. "Very smart. Act a little more sorrowful. Your father needs some time to recover."
"It's best to act like you've come back to settle the score with your uncle and that your father is already dead. Do you understand?" Lin Qian said as he looked at the figure at the entrance of the main hall.
At this moment, the person at the entrance of the main hall looked exactly the same as the person lying on the bed in front of Lin Qian.
When the person at the entrance saw Lin Qian's direction, his gaze froze. He seemed very surprised.
In the next moment, his expression became hazy as he stared fiercely at the person on the bed.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Many figures suddenly flew over from the distant sky and arrived at the side hall. They were all people from various factions in the Mysterious North Sky.
They had all heard about the commotion here and had rushed over out of curiosity with the mentality of watching a show.
Among them, the Flame Gold Clan's elder who had followed over also gasped when he saw the situation.
When they saw the Flame Gold Clan's Patriarch's true body on the bed and Yan Rulie, they understood.
Back then, the Patriarch had said that his son, Yan Rulie, was unconvinced and had entered the secret realm again. His younger brother had gone to rescue him and died with him.
But now, Yan Rulie was fine, while their Patriarch was lying on the bed, on the verge of death.
Who exactly was this Patriarch? The truth was on the verge of being revealed.
The so-called Flame Gold Clan's Patriarch suddenly shouted after a moment of silence, "Lie 'er, you shouldn't have returned."
Along with his words, his appearance started to change. Not long after, his face turned into a white mask, which he took off and held in his hand.
At this moment, he revealed his original appearance.
Compared to the real Flame Gold Clan's Patriarch lying on the bed in front of Lin Qian, this Flame Gold Clan's Patriarch looked very similar.
It was obvious that he was Yan Rulie's uncle, the younger brother of the Flame Gold Clan's Patriarch.
"Yan Zhengfei, you …" The Flame Gold Clan's elder, who had the strongest aura and was clearly much older, pointed at the imposter at the entrance of the hall furiously.
The rest of the elders looked at Yan Zhengfei with strange expressions. They took a few steps back in all directions with vigilant and cautious expressions.
"Yan Zhengfei, you still have the cheek to call me that?!" Yan Rulie glared at the person who had affectionately called him uncle in the past. "When you made a move against my father, we no longer had any relationship. We are only mortal enemies!"
Yan Zhengfei chuckled when he saw Yan Rulie glaring at him. Instead, he looked at his unconscious brother on the bed and said, "Yan Yifei, look at the son you've taught. He's so disrespectful and has no respect for his elders."
As he spoke, Yan Zhengfei slowly approached the Flame Gold Clan's Patriarch.
Hearing his words, the expressions of the elders changed. Especially when they saw his actions, their hearts tightened. Immediately, they shifted their bodies and stood in front of Yan Rulie, blocking their path.
Yan Rulie was taken aback by the elders' actions. He didn't expect the elders to stand on his side so decisively.
Yan Rulie truly hadn't expected such a thing to happen.
Yan Zhengfei's expression remained the same in the face of the elders' actions. He continued to step forward. "Can you all stop me? Or do you think that killing me will be better for the Flame Gold Clan's future?"
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