"Seniors, I'm offended!"

Ye Fan clasped his fists and said politely to the eighteen pavilion elders.

Although he has a grudge against Truman, it does not mean that he hates everyone in Truman.

At least, Ye Fan doesn't hate old guys like these.

Many years ago, Ye Fan entered the Treasure Pavilion by mistake.

At that time, the Chu family found out and almost beat Ye Fan to death.

In the end, these eighteen pavilion elders couldn't bear it and said a few words to Ye Fan, so Ye Fan suffered less physical pain.

These elders wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths and sat back on the stone altar again.

However, their attitude towards Ye Fan has changed from the initial coldness to one showing shame and admiration.

"Little brother, if my prediction is correct, you should not be from the Truman family."

"But, looking at your age, you must be less than 30 years old, right?"

Among the eighteen people, the old man with the highest moral character and the oldest one asked Ye Fan.

Ye Fan nodded.

After receiving confirmation from Ye Fan, these old people felt even more ashamed.

"Eighteen of my brothers and sisters have not set foot outside this Chumen forbidden area for decades."

"I never expected that there would be such a young hero in the martial arts world."

"At such a young age, you have such good fortune and cultivation."

"It's true that future generations are to be feared."

"I just don't know. Are we, old men, lucky enough to know your name?"

"In all these years, you are still the first person who can break through our brothers' dragnet with force."

People in martial arts admire only those who are strong in martial arts.

Ye Fan's method just now undoubtedly completely convinced them.

Ye Fan smiled: "To be fair to the seniors, we actually met each other more than ten years ago."

"And, it's also here."

"Oh? Have you seen him more than ten years ago?" The elders all looked surprised.

"impossible!"

"You are such a young genius. If you had been before us, we would have been impressed."

"I guess you remembered it wrong."

These pavilion elders shook their heads one after another, saying that they had never seen it before.

It wasn't until Ye Fan told the story of how he was taught a lesson by the Chu family more than ten years ago and then interceded by several pavilion elders that these old guys had some impression.

"Are you that descendant of the Chu family?"

"Zhenghong's son?"

Several pavilion elders were shocked and immediately asked Ye Fan.

Ye Fan nodded.

"It's amazing."

"It's really amazing..."

"That little guy from the Chu family back then turned out to be so powerful?"

"The Chu family is really full of talents."

"Back then, there was Chu Zhenghong, and now there's another one."

"The Chu family is worthy of being the descendants of Emperor Yunyang. What remains in the body is the emperor's blood..."

"By the way, are you home now?"

"Your grandfather, does he accept you?"

Although these pavilion elders ignore world affairs, they have heard Chu Zhenghong talk about some things about the Chu family, especially things about Ye Fan.

"accept?"

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, but there was a touch of self-deprecation and sarcasm on his handsome face.

"He should hate me to the core right now and wish he could get rid of me quickly."

"how so?"

"Is your relationship already so tense?"

These old men were very surprised.

"Over the years, your father often comes to chat with us."

"He always said that he would find an opportunity to bring you mother and son back to the family in the future."

"By the way, we haven't seen Zhenghong in many years."

"We thought that your family had been reunited and that guy had fallen into family happiness and stopped coming to us to learn martial arts."

The eighteen pavilion elders sighed with emotion.

But Ye Fan trembled slightly in his heart: "Does he... come here often?"

"Yes. Your father is the most talented person in martial arts that I have ever seen. Of course, that was before I met you."

"Now it seems that your talent is no less than your father's."

"Since you and your mother were driven down the mountain, your father has come to us almost all day long to learn martial arts."

"It takes three years to become a master, and five years to achieve a title."

"The speed of cultivation is astonishing!"

"But it's a pity that your father's cultivation heart is not pure enough."

"While practicing, there are always distracting thoughts in my mind, and it is difficult to resolve the knots in my mind."

"Otherwise, with your father's talent, he might have already entered the divine realm."

"The distracting thoughts in his mind should be you and your mother and son."

"Zhenghong is also a pitiful man."

"I don't have the love of my parents in the morning, but my wife and children keep me company in the afternoon."

"Every day when I'm lonely, I come to chat with us old men."

"You have grown up now and should be a father and a husband."

"In the future, you should be more considerate of your father."

"In life, there are too many things you cannot control yourself."

"Your father may not have done a good job, but his feelings for you mother and son may not be known to others, but we old guys have the deepest experience."

"Every New Year's Eve, your father will sneak away to see you."

"After so many years, you probably don't even know."

These old guys spoke slowly.

The more Ye Fan listened, the more uncomfortable he felt.

He used to hate his father very much.

He hated his father for being weak and incompetent, and hated his father for being ruthless and unjust.

For ten years, he and his mother were ignored.

But now it seems that I misunderstood him.

This man, in these years, has been silently paying attention to and protecting their mother and son in an unknown way.

At this moment, Ye Fan was even thinking about whether he had placed Mr. Han in the Chu family as a spy. If he was as smart as that man, had he really not noticed it at all over the years?

Perhaps, he already knew that Mr. Han was his Ye Fan's person and a person from the Dragon Temple.

I just kept pretending not to know.

"Okay, no more talking."

"This is your family matter, we old guys won't talk too much."

"You go in."

"However, if you see your father in the future, scold him for us."

"That old boy hasn't brought us wine for many years."
To be continued...