Chapter 12: The Fan Family
At the bottom of the canyon, the fog that was dispersed by the talisman spread again.
The young man seemed very happy that Fan Qingyue recognized his family crest. He couldn't help but stand up straighter, his expression full of pride in his bloodline. He said, "Exactly! I'm Fan Mao!"
Fan Qingyue's movements froze for a moment.
The Fan family of Fuyu is a large and prosperous family. The current head of the family, Fan Guanfu, was a playboy when he was young and left his descendants all over the place. Therefore, Fan Qingyue knew that he had many brothers and sisters when he was very young.
And Fan Mao sounded like his youngest brother at the time.
Fan Mao seemed puzzled by his behavior. He wanted to ask what was wrong, but when he looked up, he caught a glimpse of the sachet hanging around Fan Qingyue's waist. The sachet was embroidered with the same family crest as the one on his.
"Hey, so you are also a member of the Fan family?"
Fan Mao scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said, "Our house is really too big. I really can't recognize everyone."
"Qingyun Sect's Fan Qingyue."
He silently gave his name and introduced the other people in the sect.
However, except for Jiang Tan who was still standing there, Jian An Ning and Lu Fei both fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed.
But Jane Anning didn't seem embarrassed at all.
She quickly patted her butt and stood up, moving closer to Fan Mao. She completely ignored the tense atmosphere and said happily, "That's great. You're from the Fan family of Buyeo. It just so happens that we're going to Buyeo."
Fan Mao pulled the corners of his mouth with some difficulty and said, "Then come with me."
After a pause, he continued, "Brother hasn't been back for a long time, and he might not even remember the way to Jinxi City."
Jinxi City is the most prosperous city in Buyeo. With Fan Mao's help, they passed through the canyon more easily.
"Why did you go to the bottom?"
Fan Qingyue didn't ask this question until Jinxi City appeared in front of everyone.
Because, in his impression, apart from those who decided to leave the Fan family, no one else in the Fan family would want to go to that damn place.
"New children are born, and new people want to leave," Fan Mao lowered his head slightly, "but I decided not to leave, so I went to explore the way first."
Fan Qingyue's expression suddenly became interesting. He seemed to want to say something, but seemed to be concerned about his fellow disciples present. In the end, he only said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Jian Anning didn't care about the slightly distorted atmosphere at all. She intervened and said, "Is Jinxi City just ahead? Let's find a place to stay."
She then looked at her eldest disciple, her eyes seemingly able to see through people's hearts, and said, "Then you can reminisce with your brother."
Probably because of Fan Mao's help, it was easy to find an inn to stay in Jinxi City.
Jian Anning sat at a square wooden table, his eyes sweeping over his three apprentices before finally settling on Fan Mao, who was standing nearby. He said, "I heard Jinxi City is the heart of Fuyu, where all kinds of transportation converge, making it bustling day and night."
"It's not that easy to find an inn, is it?"
Upon hearing this, Fan Mao simply smiled and said, "After all, you are from the Qingyun Sect, and you are my elder brother's master. This is just a small matter that can be done with just a little effort."
Jian Anning nodded, then changed the subject and said, "We came here because we received a letter from the Fuyu branch saying that there was a monster riot. Does the Fan family have any clues?"
Fan Mao frowned slightly, pretending to think, and then said, "I have heard of such news in some remote areas of Fuyu. However, it is not uncommon for monsters to attack people, right?"
"Oh," Jian An Ning replied perfunctorily. Then she raised her eyes, her gaze like lightning, and looked directly at Fan Mao, but she said lightly: "Then what are you doing in the valley?"
Fan Mao's heart skipped a beat. He wondered what was wrong with this person. Didn't he already say that he was clearing the way for others? What exactly did she want to force out of him?
Fan Qingyue suddenly stood up, grabbed Fan Mao's wrist, and said, "Master, I have something else I want to ask him, so I'll leave for a moment."
Fan Qingyue's excuse was poor, but Jian Anning had no intention of making things difficult for his eldest disciple, so he waved his hand and let him go.
Jiang Tan glanced at her for a moment, then said, "Since Senior Brother is not here, can we still hold this combat meeting?"
"Of course." Jian Anning looked at her strangely, then revealed a somewhat unfathomable expression and said, "Only when he's not around can we have a good discussion."
Jiang Tan was full of questions. What was there that needed to be hidden from his senior brother?
The other end.
As soon as Fan Qingyue came out, he dragged Fan Mao to a corner where no one seemed to pass by. He looked unhappy, but still asked, "What happened to you just now?"
"What's going on?" Fan Mao seemed to be still pretending to be dumbfounded, and even asked back, "What's wrong with your master? Why is she asking questions even though she already knows the answer?"
"Then why are you hiding?" Fan Qingyue looked at him and said.
The moment Jian An Ning finished speaking, he clearly saw Fan Mao's evasive eyes and guilty look.
"Could something have happened to the Fan family?" He reasoned logically, rubbing his fingertips against Fan Mao's sleeve, and affirmed to himself, "This must be the case, right? Otherwise, how could news of the demon beast riot have reached the Qingyun Sect in Zhongzhou?"
As a major family that monopolizes Buyeo, the Fan family also has its own Nascent Soul cultivators, otherwise it would be impossible to convince all the forces in Buyeo.
"What does that have to do with you?"
Fan Mao pushed Fan Qingyue away, and the look in his eyes was so unfamiliar that Fan Qingyue was frightened.
"I'm the one who's suspicious of your intentions. Why did you choose this time to come back?"
Fan Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then heard Fan Mao continue, "It just so happens that even now, my father's time is running out, and he still hasn't decided on a successor to the position of head of the family."
"Those Fan family members who had scattered and left have all returned in the past few days. I know what they were thinking, but I didn't expect you to come back too."
Fan Mao looked up at him, his eyes seemed to see through him.
"Didn't you leave voluntarily at that time?"
In his impression, he, the youngest brother, was not like his older brothers and sisters, whose minds and eyes were filled with intrigue and power struggles.
Sometimes, he just wanted to go fly a kite with him.
Fan Qingyue instantly understood what his brother had misunderstood. He quickly explained, "You misunderstood. It's just that Qingyun Sect assigned the task of investigating the monster riot to Yuxuan Peak."
However, Fan Mao just smiled frivolously. Before this, Fan Qingyue had never thought that this expression would appear on his face.
And said: "Guess how many lies like this I have heard?"
Fan Qingyue was stunned. In his memory, Fan Mao was still a little kid who liked candy, drinks and playing like all the other children in the world.
"You have been away from the Fan family for more than a hundred years."
Fan Mao left after saying this, leaving only his back to Fan Qingyue.
"But," he murmured as he stood there alone, "Isn't father a Nascent Soul cultivator? His lifespan hasn't even reached its end yet, so how could he be on the verge of death?"
While thinking, Fan Qingyue returned to Jian Anning's room.
The three people were still sitting neatly in front of the square table. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but even Lu Fei's sitting posture seemed to be much more serious than before.
He asked in confusion, "Master, did I miss something?"
Jian Anning shook her head firmly and said, "You're back just in time. Would your brother be willing to tell you something about the Fan family?"
Fan Qingyue thought about it carefully and said, "My father seems to be on his last legs, but he is at the Nascent Soul stage. Logically, his lifespan should be five hundred years, but he is only three hundred this year."
Jian Anning touched his chin, thought for a while and said, "Maybe he was injured?"
She glanced at the uneasy eldest disciple and said, "If you're worried, why not go and visit him?"
Fan Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "Since I am a disciple of Qingyun Sect, I should complete the affairs of Qingyun Sect first."
Jian An Ning blinked and said to all the disciples, "Master has decided that we should split up and search for clues in Jinxi City."
"Disband."
Lu Fei followed Jian An Ning's orders very obediently, and soon ran away to an unknown place.
Jiang Tan walked slowly, as if she had something to say to him.
"Did Master tell you something when I was away just now?" Fan Qingyue asked directly.
Jiang Tan stopped and seemed to be hesitant to speak, but finally said, "I did say it."
She looked at Fan Qingyue and said, "Master said that the monster riot is in a remote area of Fuyu, so we will only stay in Jinxi City for a few days to collect clues and leave after a while."
After Jiang Tan finished speaking, he pursed his lips and said, "If you are really worried, go back to the Fan family and take a look."
"After all, no matter how bad some people are, they are still family. It's only natural to worry about someone because of the bloodline they share."
Fan Qingyue looked at her with a strange look and said, "So, Junior Sister, you can actually say words of comfort?"
Jiang Tan raised his eyebrows and said, "What else?"
Fan Qingyue smiled, then suddenly lost his smile. His expression changed as he stared at her and said, "But I've never told anyone from Qingyun Sect about the Fan family. How did you know?"
Jiang Tan snorted lightly, ignored him, and left the inn.
He stood there hesitating for a long time, and finally left the inn and went straight to the most prosperous mansion on the long street.
Jian An Ning seemed to have noticed something, smiled slightly, and followed quietly.
A plaque with the words "Fan Mansion" hung in front of the mansion. The stone lions on both sides were puppets that could be activated with simple incantations. The mansion was surrounded by three layers of guards, both open and covert.
Fan Qingyue's heart sank. He remembered that the guards at the Fan Mansion were not so strict before.
If his father was really seriously injured, then who could have hurt him when he was in the Nascent Soul stage?
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