"Master Yang!" Yan Feiwen continued, "There's one more thing."
Yang Xuan looked at him but did not say anything.
Yan Feiwen hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth. "Master Gan's first disciple is called Qi Feng."
He paused, as if he still could not believe it. "Qi Feng went out with Master Gan and has already reached the Connate Stage."
"Hmm?" Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes.
Yan Feiwen cupped his hands again and smiled bitterly. "Father has already sent word that Qi Feng will become the new Protector of the Yan Nation in a few days."
Yang Xuan still did not comment.
"There's one more thing." Yan Feiwen sighed and looked very bleak. "Father has already prepared to make Big Brother the Crown Prince and me King Wu. I'll head to the fief immediately."
After saying that, he sighed again.
The Crown Prince had already been appointed. At this point, he had no fate with the throne. His life's struggle had turned into a dream. This was a huge blow.
After leaving Yan Feiwen's residence, Yang Xuan did not hesitate and returned to the Yang family.
It was already late at night, but the Yang family was still heavily guarded.
Yang Xuan did not alert the other disciples and went directly to Yang Qingshan's residence.
At this moment, Yang Qingshan was lying on the bed. His face was pale, and there were faint traces of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Beside him, Yang Jiaxue was serving him with a worried face. She gently fed the medicine in her hand to Yang Qingshan.
"Jiaxue, go and rest first," Yang Qingshan said weakly after drinking the medicine.
"No, father, I'm not tired. I'll stay here with you." Yang Jiaxue's eyes were filled with tears.
Looking at her father's current state, she wished she could be in his place.
The Yang family was in a precarious situation. If they were not careful, they would be in trouble.
There was only one person who could solve this predicament.
The figure of a person appeared in her mind.
"Where are you? Do you know that we can't hold on for much longer? "Yang Jiaxue's eyes were red as she muttered to herself.
"Jiaxue!"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind her.
Yang Jiaxue's body trembled as a look of disbelief appeared on her face. She slowly turned around and saw a man in white smiling at her.
"Yang Xuan, you …" Yang Jiaxue shouted. Suddenly, she felt as if something was stuck in her throat. She could no longer speak, but the tears on her face could no longer be stopped.
Yang Xuan stepped forward with a smile and gently patted her shoulder. Then, he turned his gaze to Yang Qingshan, who was lying on the bed.
Shock and joy appeared in Yang Qingshan's eyes as he looked at Yang Xuan.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the enormous pressure that had been exerting on him seemed to have vanished in an instant.
Only at this time did he suddenly realize just how important Yang Xuan was to the Yang family.
"Grand Elder …" Yang Qingshan struggled to get up.
Yang Xuan gently held him down. "Second Uncle, don't move. I'll heal you first."
Yang Qingshan shook his head and gritted his teeth. "My injuries are not important. Now that the Yang family …"
He urgently wanted to tell Yang Xuan about the Yang family's current predicament.
Yang Xuan smiled faintly. His right hand on Yang Qingshan's shoulder was already glowing with green light. "No need to say more. I already know."
Yang Xuan felt a warm energy enter his body through Yang Xuan's hand. Immediately, the pain in his body disappeared and his wounds began to heal. Even his internal injuries were gradually recovering.
After a moment, Yang Xuan withdrew his right hand. "How do you feel?"
Yang Qingshan looked at Yang Xuan in a daze. This miraculous method had far exceeded his imagination.
However, when he thought about how Yang Xuan could even save his mother, it was not strange that he was only injured.
After Yang Qingshan changed his clothes, the paleness on his face had completely disappeared. Even the wounds on his body had disappeared. It was as if he had not been injured at all.
Looking at her father's lively appearance, Yang Jiaxue covered her mouth in disbelief.
She did not know how to evaluate this miraculous scene.
"Jiaxue, when did you arrive?" Yang Xuan asked.
"I arrived a few days ago." Yang Jiaxue was still staring blankly at Yang Xuan as she answered subconsciously.
Yang Xuan did not speak to her again. He turned to Yang Qingshan. "Tell me about the situation."
Although he knew some things from Yan Feiwen, he still needed to ask Yang Qingshan for the details.
Yang Qingshan hesitated for a moment. His eyes shone with hatred.
After Yang Qingshan finished speaking, Yang Xuan could no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart.
Qi Feng, Gan Tingjun's eldest disciple, was a Connate expert.
Yang Qingshan was heavily injured, and three Yang family disciples were dead.
"Grand Elder, Qi Feng came here to stand up for the First Prince." Yang Qingshan continued.
"Oh? Why do you say that? "Yang Xuan asked.
"Before Qi Feng attacked that day, he mentioned that Grand Elder injured the First Prince," Yang Qingshan said. "I refuted him, but I was injured. Several disciples were killed on the spot by Qi Feng in order to protect me. "
As he spoke, hatred flashed through his eyes. "Today, Qi Feng's subordinates came to pass on a message, telling the Yang family to prepare generous gifts and go to the Qi residence tomorrow to celebrate Qi Feng's birthday."
"Celebrate?" Yang Xuan sneered. "He doesn't need to celebrate."
Yang Qingshan was stunned. "Grand Elder, Qi Feng, he …"
Although he hated Qi Feng, Qi Feng was still a Connate expert. Moreover, he was about to become Yan's new Grandmaster Protector. If Yang Xuan killed him, it might cause a lot of trouble.
Although he had a hundred times the confidence in Yang Xuan, one must not forget that he still had a master that he had only heard of but had never seen in person.
"Say no more. I've made up my mind. This Qi Feng must die." Yang Xuan sneered. He knew what Yang Qingshan wanted to say, but if he let Qi Feng go this time, then countless people would ride on his head in the future.
Therefore, Qi Feng must die. Not only must he die, but he must die in front of everyone.
Yang Xuan wanted everyone to see that the Yang family was not to be touched.
Whoever dared to touch them would die.
After instructing Yang Qingshan not to spread the news of his return, Yang Xuan went straight to his courtyard.
Creak! He gently pushed open the door and walked into the room.
"Who is it?" A cry of surprise came from the darkness.
"It's me." Yang Xuan smiled. He could already tell that it was Xiao Mei's voice.
"Master?" Xiao Mei exclaimed. The next moment, the light came on, illuminating Xiao Mei in her undergarments and Xiao Die who was half-standing.
"Master, it's really you?" Little Butterfly cried out in surprise as tears of excitement flowed from her beautiful eyes. She leapt up from the bed and rushed into Yang Xuan's embrace.
Xiao Mei was also emotional, her eyes red.
"Alright, alright, I'm back now. What are you crying for?" Yang Xuan gently patted Xiao Die's back. Through her thin undergarments, he could feel the beauty in his arms trembling.
"Master, if you didn't come back, you wouldn't have seen us again." Xiao Die was still crying, as if she had been wronged.
"It's okay." Yang Xuan patted her head. "I'm back. Everything is over."
Although he had a smile on his face, his heart was cold.
If even Xiao Die and Xiao Mei were like this, it was clear how bad the Yang family's situation was.
"Master, you don't know. My sister and I didn't dare to go out during this period." Xiao Die cried.
"Hmm? Why? "Yang Xuan looked at Xiao Mei.
Xiao Mei gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. "Master Gan's disciple spread the word that no merchants in Beijing are allowed to sell anything to our Yang family's disciples. Therefore, the shops in Beijing don't dare to do business when they see a Yang family's disciple. "
"Moreover, Qi Feng's subordinates often beat and scold the Yang family's disciples on the streets." Xiao Die interrupted, her voice filled with grievance.
"Qi Feng!"
Yang Xuan squeezed out this name from between his teeth, but he was already sneering in his heart.
Early the next morning, Yang Qingshan came to Yang Xuan's place, accompanied by his sixth uncle, Yang Qingshu.
"Grand Elder, you're back." Yang Qingshu's eyes were filled with joy when he saw Yang Xuan.
"Sixth Uncle!" Yang Xuan also greeted him with a smile.
His spiritual sense was very strong. With a slight scan, he found that his sixth uncle's cultivation had improved. He had reached the peak of Stage Nine Internal Force and could step into Stage Ten at any time.
Yang Qingshu looked at Yang Xuan in front of him and sighed in his heart.
Not long ago, this nephew of his had grown to this stage and become a towering tree of the Yang family.
"Is the thing ready?" Yang Xuan looked at Yang Qingshan and asked softly.
"It's ready, but …" Yang Qingshan's face showed hesitation. "Grand Elder, if we do this, the Yang family and Master Gan will fight to the death."
Yang Xuan sneered. "Do you think Gan Tingjun will let the Yang family go if you don't do this?"
"Let's go and give Qi Feng the gift!"
Yang Xuan stood up and walked out.
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