Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1263 - 1188: Alliance Through Marriage?

As soon as Ye Qingfeng and Shui Yiyi walked in, a guiding Qipao beauty immediately approached and respectfully asked, "Hello, may I know your identity?"

"Fang Lun is my grandfather, and my mother is called Fang Lan," Shui Yiyi said with a hint of nervousness.

"Fang Lan?"

The Qipao Miss was momentarily stunned. She had never heard of this person, and since Shui Yiyi claimed Old Master Jiang was her grandfather, she should be from the Fang family’s direct lineage. But it was clear the Qipao Miss didn’t recognize this woman.

There was a high possibility that this woman, who looked extremely beautiful, was actually lying.

However, being a servant of a wealthy family, the Qipao Miss wasn’t angry but instead smiled faintly and said, "Sorry, I don’t know anyone named Fang Lan."

Shui Yiyi gently bit her lip. Her mother had been expelled from the Fang family many years ago; even the young generation of the Fang family probably didn’t know Shui Yiyi’s mother.

This matter was hard to explain, as after all, her mother had been driven out of the Fang family, which was not a glorious matter.

"How about this, I’ll go in and report first." The Qipao Miss noticed Shui Yiyi’s difficulty and volunteered.

Shui Yiyi nodded.

"Cut, what Fang Lan, there is no such person in our Fang family. You don’t need to report; just drive them out. They’re just trying to sneak in,"

At this moment, a young man in luxurious attire walked out of the Fang Family Courtyard and casually said as he looked at Shui Yiyi and Ye Qingfeng.

"Young Master Wei." Seeing the young man, the Qipao Miss immediately called out respectfully.

This was the direct grandson of Fang Lun’s third brother, a direct lineage member of the Fang family, highly respected.

"You say your mother is called Fang Lan, and my granduncle is your grandfather? I’ve never seen you or heard of any Fang Lan, so don’t try to fool around at our Fang family,"

Fang Wei turned his head to look at Shui Yiyi and said disdainfully, though a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Fang Lun is indeed my grandfather," Shui Yiyi said calmly, gazing at Fang Wei.

"Ha, do you know the consequences of deceiving the Fang family? Just one call from me can land you in jail, and even if you stay there for life, you won’t have a chance,"

Fang Lun said coldly to Shui Yiyi, laughing.

"If you want to come to our Fang family to gain benefits, there’s no need for this. How about this, ditch this pretty boy and follow me; I guarantee you’ll live well,"

Hearing Fang Lun’s words, Shui Yiyi’s expression finally changed slightly. This person was clearly a direct lineage member of the Fang family to dare to speak so arrogantly.

After all, the Fang family is her cousin; saying such things to her is simply outrageous.

"Bang!"

Ye Bufan, who had been standing behind Ye Qingfeng, suddenly flew forward and kicked Fang Wei.

For a moment, the Qipao Miss was dumbfounded. Although Fang Wei’s words were somewhat frivolous, it wasn’t enough to start a fight. This was a prestigious family, not a street gang. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Not just the Qipao Miss, but all the Fang family members who came and went were stunned. This was the Fang Family Mansion, the territory of the Fang family, and someone dared to fight here? Are they crazy?

"Security, security, arrest them," Fang Wei lay on the ground and shouted loudly.

Immediately, a group of security guards surrounded them, and Ye Bufan’s eyes turned cold, with Ye Qingfeng not stopping him, allowing Ye Bufan to rush forward.

At this moment, the central courtyard of the Fang Family Mansion, a traditional and antique courtyard built during the Qing Dynasty, featured a decor suffused with ancient charm.

The entire Fang family’s mansion was centered around this ancient courtyard and expanded over time to its current size. However, this central ancient courtyard was the real core area of the Fang family.

At this moment, in the main hall, quite a few people were seated, all core members of the Fang family. However, they all sat quietly, smiling politely, not daring to speak much.

All of this was because of the elderly man sitting beside Fang Lun in the main seat of the hall, Zhang Beishan.

The Zhang family is a family based in Yanjing, with influence comparable to that of the Ye Family, Yan Family, Wei Family, and other Super Families.

Families like the Wu Family and the Liu Family in Yanjing, which are considered top-tier families, are not as powerful or prestigious as the Zhang family.

However, the Zhang family does not engage in business, has few members, and their actions are relatively low-key. Generally, people of insufficient status don’t even know the Zhang family’s position.

To say nothing of how many senior figures have come from the Zhang family or have been cultivated by the Zhang family, even Huaxia’s mysterious department, the Divine Guard, has close ties with the Zhang family.

Thus, to say the Zhang family is one of the most powerful families in Huaxia is not an exaggeration.

The only reason the Fang family has any connection with the Zhang family is the personal friendship between the Fang family’s Old Master Fang Lun and Zhang Beishan of the Zhang family.

Therefore, for such a person of terrifying background to personally visit the Fang family for Fang Lun’s birthday, how could the Fang family not be anxious?

"Fang Lun, it’s been years since we last met. Who would have thought that next time we meet, you’d be celebrating your seventieth birthday," Zhang Beishan said with a laugh after sipping tea.

"Yes, it’s me; I’m now an old man past my prime. But you, Beishan, you remain as vigorous as ever," Fang Lun smiled, looking at Zhang Beishan with a hint of envy.

He knew that the Zhang family was not an ordinary family but a Martial Artist family, and his old friend Zhang Beishan was a master.

Though older than him, Zhang Beishan looked energetic and full of spirit, and most would assume he was only in his fifties.

Looking at himself, since he’s already seventy years old, even though he takes great care of his health, due to some old ailments from his youth, his body is not what it used to be. He doesn’t know if he will live to see his eightieth birthday.

If not for the Fang family being a family of literary reputation, passed down for hundreds of years, along with his friendship with Zhang Beishan, the Fang family would have no chance to marry into the Zhang family with Zhang Qixing.

Fang Lun thought of Zhang Qixing, who he was hyping up in his mind as a young talent of the Zhang family’s younger generation, now standing beside Zhang Beishan.

Zhang Qixing, in a long green robe, with clear and sharp eyes and long hair, did not seem peculiar or unconventional but rather elegant and graceful.

Fang Lun had long assessed Zhang Qixing and was very pleased with the young talent from the Zhang family. Having a chance to marry into the Zhang family is a great fortune for the Fang family.

Moreover, it’s Zhang Qixing, the best disciple of the Zhang family, rumored to be exceptionally gifted, standing out among the young talents, and even across Huaxia, few can match Zhang Qixing.