"How did you know that Ji Yu is Fang Liuyu, senior brother?"
Who is Fang Liuyu?
He was the famous chosen one of Emperor Wan Zhaozong.
Back then, he was once more popular than Shen Qingyi, the head disciple of the number one sect.
I just don't know why I suddenly lost contact with them.
Yu Yan gradually aligned with the timeline.
Fang Liuyu disappeared just as she returned from completing her sect mission.
Don't ask her why she knows so much.
"You pursued your junior sister so passionately back then, didn't you have any doubts about Ji Yu?"
After Shen Qingyi finished speaking, he seemed to be looking forward to a good show.
Yu Yan stomped on his foot hard.
"I don't know him. Besides, Senior Brother, you haven't seen what Ji Yu looks like. No one would doubt that he is a righteous cultivator, right?"
The woman glanced at him sideways without saying a word.
The current head of the Fang family and Fang Liuyu are uncle and nephew.
Yu Yan rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.
"Then I will see him."
If the other party really has some ulterior motive, she doesn't mind talking things out directly.
Upon discovering that Ji Yu was actually Fang Liuyu, Yu Yan felt a deep sense of sorrow, lamenting the fall of such a brilliant talent.
There have never been any vengeful spirits under her Yu Yan sword, so what if she killed Fang Liuyu?
Shen Qingyi clicked his tongue lightly.
He gazed at the white-clad woman's retreating figure with a melancholy expression.
Only my junior sister, that little fool, has realized Ji Yu's true identity now.
Yanhui Hall
When Yu Yan saw the two people, one big and one small, already sitting and waiting in the main hall...
He couldn't help but think that Shen Qingyi was cunning.
After going through all that trouble, they actually acted first and informed us later!
He probably already brought her in, and she's waiting for her here!
"Venerable Yan, how have you been? Hahahahahaha."
When the Fang family head saw Yu Yan enter from afar, he immediately got up and walked over.
"Master Fang, it's been a long time."
Yu Yan smiled back, her gaze falling on the little boy following behind him.
He looked to be around ten years old, and wasn't very tall.
The woman couldn't help but think of when Feng Su was ten years old, when he had already grown to be as tall as her shoulder.
As she thought about it, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What brings you here, Patriarch Fang?"
Yu Yan composed herself and gestured for the two of them to sit down.
"Venerable Yan, I presume Sect Leader Shen has already spoken to you. What do you think of my son?"
The head of the Fang family looked quite expectant as he patted the boy on the shoulder.
"Fang Sheng greets Your Excellency."
The boy's gaze remained fixed on Yu Yan the entire time.
Fang Sheng?
A strange feeling crossed Yu Yan's mind. She smiled.
"Patriarch Fang, what do you mean?"
Fang Sheng wishes to become the Venerable One's disciple.
Before the head of the Fang family could reply, the boy's clear voice echoed throughout the hall.
The head of the Fang family gritted his teeth inwardly. This little brat!
If he hadn't insisted on becoming Yu Yan's disciple, he would have sent him to Wan Zhaozong long ago.
Wouldn't it be better to cultivate under the guidance of the Fang family's ancestor?
"Master!"
"Your disciple disagrees!"
"Your master will not accept you."
Three voices came simultaneously from the direction of the inner hall.
Yu Yan was not surprised at all. She raised her eyebrows slightly and watched as the three people walked out of the inner hall.
Fang Sheng immediately spotted the masked boy.
He clenched his small hands slightly, then looked at Yu Yan with sincere and pleading eyes.
“Patriarch Fang, I already have a closed-door disciple. Your son is exceptionally talented, so why not find another good teacher?”
The term "closed-door disciple" means, as the name suggests, that one will no longer accept disciples.
A hint of anxiety flashed across Fang Sheng's face.
The head of the Fang family sighed helplessly and said slowly,
“Venerable Yan, perhaps for the sake of my uncle,”
"Wait!" Yu Yan immediately stopped him.
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