Fang Yuantu nodded.
"Brother Yuantu, if you really think that way, that's a great thing. With you in charge, the Fang family will be safe and sound."
An elder named Fang Feihong immediately spoke up.
Fang Feihong was a few years older than Fang Hua, already in his sixties.
He had a good relationship with Fang Yuantu back then, so he felt sympathy for Fang Yuantu. He felt that it was unfair for someone like Fang Yuantu to be punished by being in charge of cultivating the medicinal herb fields.
However, he did not publicly oppose the decision of the old patriarch Fang Gaoyang. But now that Fang Yuantu has broken through his cultivation and become a high-level Martial Grandmaster, and wants to contribute to the family, he felt that Fang Yuantu should be given a chance. Besides, the Fang family needs a strong person to take charge right now.
"The Fang family is still under the leadership of the old patriarch and the current patriarch, but I will never refuse to do anything the two patriarchs ask me to do in the future. Now I wish to see the old patriarch."
Fang Yuantu Dao.
His words were sincere.
“The old patriarch may have been poisoned. We’re all waiting here. Brother Yuantu, you should wait a bit. There’s no rush. Your son and grandson have had their cultivation crippled by the young master, which can be considered a punishment. I don’t think the old patriarch will punish you, since this matter has nothing to do with you.”
Fang Feihong said.
"The old patriarch has been poisoned? This... how is this possible? Is it true?"
After his initial shock, Fang Yuantu asked, as if he knew nothing about the matter.
But in reality, he was secretly delighted at that moment.
"We also came to verify this matter, but we have been waiting for more than an hour and the old patriarch has not let us in."
An elder said.
“The old patriarch may be in danger. What are we waiting for? We must go in immediately.”
Fang Yuantu Dao.
After saying that, he tore off the thorns binding his body and tried to rush into the house.
"You can't go in."
Fang Zhendong stopped Fang Yuantu.
“Patriarch, if your father is truly poisoned, with my cultivation level, I can go in and cure him.”
Fang Yuantu Dao.
“You are a guilty man, and you cannot enter without my father’s permission.”
Fang Zhendong said firmly.
Just then, the wooden door of the abode suddenly opened, and a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old walked out. Although he was called a boy, he had already grown into a teenager.
The boy's name was Fang Xiaoyu, and he was the one who usually served the old master, Fang Gaoyang.
"Xiaoyu, how is my father?"
Fang Zhendong quickly asked the boy.
"Patriarch, the old patriarch has been poisoned," Fang Xiaoyu said. "The old patriarch wants you to come in with me now, but Fang Yuantu doesn't need to go in."
"Is the patriarch really poisoned? Then I should go see him. Speaking of which, he's my brother."
Fang Yuantu continued acting and began to force his way through the door.
He exuded a powerful aura that forced Fang Zhendong and Fang Xiaoyu to take several steps back.
"Fang Yuantu, you're already in your fifties, and you're still playing these probing tricks? Are you acting like a drama queen? You just want to confirm whether my grandfather is poisoned so you can decide whether you should replace my father and take over the Fang family. And you're still putting on an act?"
But just then, a faint voice came.
Fang Han has arrived.
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