"Ah..."
Screams echoed from within the manor.
It seemed the body of the black-clothed puppet had fallen among the crowd gathered in the manor.
The screams quickly subsided as someone entered the manor.
A handsome Eastern face, dark eyes, black hair... walked into the manor at leisure, followed by Ashdai and a few useless members of the branch.
"Hello everyone."
Chen Fan greeted them.
The manor was too large, and there were too many people.
At a glance, it was a sea of heads.
Wine towers, self-serve food stations, servants milling about...
The grand scene should have been filled with laughter and joy.
But because of Chen Fan's intrusion, it was as if a pause button had been pressed.
Silence.
After the silence, an even more boisterous clamor erupted.
"So handsome, so stylish..." a fangirl exclaimed.
"An Easterner? On the continent of Damelia, aren't all Easterners slaves?"
"Hey, grab him, make him a slave..."
"Be careful, this person is strong..."
"..."
The messy discussions made Chen Fan frown.
However, some people in the crowd were discerning enough to know that Chen Fan was not to be trifled with.
"Dai'er..."
At this moment, an old man pushed his way through the crowd.
Ashdai's expression immediately turned cold.
"Dai'er."
The old man's face showed a hint of excitement. "I am your second grandfather. You've finally returned..."
"Shut up."
Ashdai snapped. "You are not my second grandfather. None of you have any relation to me. I only acknowledge my grandfather."
The only one she acknowledged was old Wenmos.
"Where is my grandfather?" Ashdai demanded.
Wenmos Tiu was not angry, a trace of sadness appearing in his eyes. "I am also very sad about my elder brother's passing, but Dai'er, the Wenmos family is the result of my elder brother's life's work. I cannot let it decline like this."
"Second grandfather knows you cannot accept it, but things have come to this, alas..."
"I just want to know, where is my grandfather."
She didn't want explanations; she just wanted to know where her grandfather was.
"Alas."
The old man sighed. "According to my elder brother's will, he did not want you to be saddened by seeing his body, so he was cremated."
"You're talking nonsense."
Ashdai's eyes reddened. "You people must have killed Grandpa."
Ashdai was raised by her grandfather since she was little.
She knew old Wenmos's character too well. How could he possibly leave without seeing her one last time?
This was absolutely impossible. These people must have killed her grandfather.
The manor was silent.
Ashdai's questioning was a doubt that everyone harbored.
Of course, while they doubted, no one asked.
But today, Ashdai asked. Da Feng Novel Network
That was her grandfather.
"Alas."
Tiu sighed, a flicker of pity in his eyes. "Child, I know you are in a bad mood. Elder brother is gone, and I, his brother, am also in a bad mood, but things have come to this..."
"Fine, you go back to your room and rest first. Second grandfather will see you after entertaining the guests."
"San'er."
Tiu did not turn around. "Take Dai'er back to her room."
"Yes, Father."
The tall Tiyu Yan stepped forward from the crowd, intending to take Ashdai away.
His aura was domineering, and he reached out to grab Ashdai's shoulder.
"Sir."
Ashdai was startled and quickly hid behind Chen Fan.
"I say..."
Chen Fan took a step forward. "Have you all forgotten about me?"
To be a semi-divine level participant and be ignored like this.
Big brother was very angry, very, very angry.
"Get lost."
The violent Tiyu Yan didn't even look at Chen Fan.
Easterners were slaves on the continent of Damelia.
His hand, which could easily lift a basketball, reached for Chen Fan. A person like a slave had no reason to live.
"Bang."
A huge palm, accompanied by a whistling wind and a chilling murderous intent.
"Ah..."
The screams that reached their ears reverberated in all directions.
Wu Yuyue screamed, and his entire palm disappeared.
Chen Fan's expression turned completely cold. He took a step forward, his voice carrying. "Everyone, my name is Chen Fan. I am from the distant East. Today, at the request of Miss Ashdai, I have come to help her reclaim all that she has lost."
The surrounding crowd silently parted.
The people of the Wenmos family wanted to retreat, but glancing at the new family head beside them, they did not move.
How could the Wenmos family be scared away by one person?
"Heh heh."
Wenmos Tiu's face broke into a smile.
But this smile was cold.
"Everyone."
Tiu looked at the spectators beside him, the wealthy and influential people of Wenlan City, and said proactively, "Today, our Tiu family has matters to attend to. Please go to the living room to rest for a while."
"After the matters are resolved, the banquet will continue..."
Basically, everyone was smiling.
Of course, more people were looking at the members of the Tiu family in the middle, especially Tiu at the front, with puzzled expressions.
Heh heh, did old Wenmos really die of natural causes?
No one in the entire Wenlan City believed that story.
But it didn't matter anymore. Without old Wenmos, the Wenmos family was no longer a threat.
"Let's go."
The crowd dispersed.
However, no one went to the lounge. Instead, they watched from afar, watching the Tiu family in the center and... an Eastern youth.
As for Ashdai, no one paid attention to her.
What they cared about was that Eastern youth.
The mysterious East, the mysterious Eastern youth.
Everyone wanted to see how strong this youth truly was.
"Seize him."
Wenmos Tiu smiled and waved his hand casually.
"Kill."
The members of the Wenmos family drew their weapons, energy surging, and surrounded the middle-aged youth.