"The Xiang... the Xiang family?" Fu Zhou was taken aback and stared at Xiang Xingyu. "Are you from the Xiang family, one of the Nine Venerable Clans in Ancheng?"

Xiang Xingyu nodded slightly, "That’s right!"

"This..." Fu Zhou found it unbelievable. He couldn’t believe that the hidden families in Ancheng, the Zhang family and the Xiang family, would actually be subdued by Yang Chen, and even so loyally oppose the other families.

How long has Yang Chen been in Ancheng?

It’s simply impossible!

Anyone would find it hard to believe.

"Is this true?" Fu Zhou looked at Yang Chen, seeking an answer.

Yang Chen also nodded slightly.

Fu Zhou’s heart trembled.

He knew it was true!

Yang Chen wouldn’t lie to him!

"No wonder! No wonder!" Fu Zhou was utterly shocked. No wonder Yang Chen dared to confront the Nine Venerable Clans; it turns out the Zhang and Xiang families had long submitted to him!

This being the case, Yang Chen indeed had the strength to confront the Nine Venerable Clans.

The Longyu Group itself was already powerful, and now with the added support of the Zhang and Xiang families, as well as the strong backing of Baisheng Real Estate and some other forces, he indeed had the capability to contend with the Nine Venerables!

Fu Zhou relaxed somewhat, but still cautioned Yang Chen, "Don’t be complacent! Over the years, the methods used by the Nine Venerable Clans have always been extremely ruthless, and they don’t care much about ethical concerns, so don’t think about their actions in conventional terms. Be cautious in everything!"

Touched by Fu Zhou’s concern, Yang Chen nodded and said, "I understand!"

Fu Zhou said, "In that case, I and your mother won’t delay you here any longer. We’ll head to Ningchuan; it’ll be safer there, and allow you to work with peace of mind."

Ruan Ling pulled Fu Zhou, whispering, "How can you leave our son here alone!"

Fu Zhou frowned and said, "We’ll only worry him by staying here. It’s better for us to leave, so he can be free to act!"

"But..." As a mother, Ruan Ling really couldn’t bear to leave Yang Chen alone.

"Enough! Don’t say any more!" Fu Zhou asserted his authority as the head of the family.

Despite her worries, Ruan Ling didn’t insist on staying.

After discussing it with Qin Zhiyuan and the others, Yang Chen instructed them to prepare to leave.

Before they left, Yang Chen pulled Meng Po aside and said solemnly, "You have to ensure their safety! Understand?"

Meng Po knew the importance of these people to Yang Chen and understood the significance of this mission. She nodded seriously and said, "I understand! I will risk my life to protect them!"

"Don’t say silly things!" Yang Chen ruffled Meng Po’s hair gently and said, "Once I’ve dealt with things here, you must return with them, understand? Take them away for me, then bring them back!"

Meng Po’s lips curled into a smile, and her eyes squinted happily, "I know!"

After sending them off, Yang Chen’s expression turned cold and he said seriously, "Sun Yue! Are they all ready?"

"Ready!"

Yang Chen’s mouth curled into a cruel smile, "It’s time to take action!"

...

Cloud Mist Mountain.

The Second Young Master Yun had to spend much effort calming down the six clan leaders before he could return with his people.

Returning to the hall, the Second Young Master Yun was furious. He roared, grabbed a nearby vase, and smashed it on the ground, shards scattering everywhere.

"Damn Yang Chen! Damn it! I’ll kill you!" The Second Young Master Yun shouted hysterically.

His emotions had never been so out of control before, showing the extent of his hatred for Yang Chen.

The Black-Clad Elder frowned at the Second Young Master Yun, expressing disapproval of his actions.

When the Second Young Master Yun finally vented his anger, the room was a wreck, with sofas, tables, vases, and cabinets turned to ruins.

The Second Young Master Yun knelt on the floor, panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot.

Behind him, the Black-Clad Elder coldly said, "This is the first time you’ve lost control like this, and I hope it will be the last! You are the hope and heir of the Yun family. No matter the situation, you must remain calm. Only with a clear mind can you analyze the pros and cons, ensuring the family’s interests are maximized, not squandered recklessly!"

The Second Young Master Yun took several deep breaths, trying to steady his breathing.

"Moreover, the Divine Envoy has arrived; I don’t want you to meet them in this state. Go freshen up, then come with us to meet the Divine Envoy!" The Black-Clad Elder said coldly.

At the mention of "Divine Envoy," the Second Young Master Yun shuddered, hope igniting in his eyes, and he quickly stood up, excitedly saying, "Okay!"

Yes! There’s still the Divine Envoy!

All is not lost!

Without delay, the Second Young Master Yun hurried upstairs to wash up and change clothes.

Before long, the Second Young Master Yun descended, once again displaying charm and elegance, with no trace of the previous madness or despair.

The Black-Clad Elder nodded slightly, somewhat satisfied with the sight.

"Has the Divine Envoy arrived?" Second Young Master Yun asked.

The Black-Clad Elder nodded slightly, "They’ve been here for a while. Housekeeper Zhang welcomed them. If you’re ready, we can go greet the two Divine Envoys together."

"Alright!" Second Young Master Yun nodded, taking several deep breaths to keep himself calm.

After all, the legend of the Divine Envoy was longstanding, and being noticed by them brought countless benefits, enough to elevate the Yun family to a new level.

Their family’s confidence now stemmed from their direct contact with the Divine Envoy and the gifts bestowed upon them by the Divine Envoy.

Otherwise, after so many years of isolation, how could they compete with the other major families in Ancheng, let alone stand above them?

For the Second Young Master Yun, the Divine Envoy was his hope, his savior.

On that note, the three of them left the hall and entered the adjacent reception room.

In the reception room.

Two men in light blue robes sat on the sofa.

In front of them were exquisite pastries and fruits, along with an array of luxurious beverages.

Standing to the side was Housekeeper Zhang, who was utterly deferential, with beads of sweat on his forehead, remaining stiff and motionless.

Since the two men sat down, they closed their eyes for a rest, touching neither the delicacies nor saying a word, not moving an inch.

Housekeeper Zhang knew that these were the legendary Divine Envoys, and he dared not neglect them, but their demeanor suggested dissatisfaction with his service.

The more he thought, the more afraid he became. Besides, no one had welcomed the two upon arrival, and they were left waiting for the Second Young Master and others, making Housekeeper Zhang even more fearful.

He was terrified that if the Divine Envoys were truly angered, they could easily dispose of him with a mere gesture.

The more he contemplated, the more fearful Housekeeper Zhang became, and he broke out in an even heavier cold sweat.

Just then, the door opened, and the Second Young Master entered with the two elders.

"I deserve ten thousand deaths for failing to personally greet the distinguished Divine Envoys upon their arrival!"