The martial arts training ground.
Countless people were whispering amongst themselves, waiting.
They were filled with curiosity. Yang Feilong and Yang Ping Tian were truly unlike each other, though they did share some similarities, both being incredibly handsome.
Luo Xiang Ning sat in her seat, propping her chin in her hand, lost in thought.
The Yang family was greatly humiliated today, almost defeated by a young man under twenty. If there was one way to salvage the Yang family's reputation, it was if Yang Feilong was a member of the Yang family, perhaps even Yang Ping Tian's son.
This seemed possible, yet also unreal. If Yang Ping Tian had a son this old, why would the Yang family be so clueless?
"Jun Han, do you think Yang Feilong is Ping Tian's son?" Yang Kai Tai, the Yang family elder, asked Yang Jun Han, who stood beside him.
"I only know that twenty years ago, my son suffered from heartbreak, and after that, he was dejected for a long time. His personality changed drastically, becoming taciturn. It was all because of that heartbreak. It's possible. Also, while he doesn't look too much like Ping Tian, some of the features in his eyebrows and beard do resemble Ping Tian's," Yang Jun Han said after a moment of thought.
"Let's hope so, otherwise, my Yang family will truly lose all face today!" Yang Kai Tai sighed. "And if he is..."
If he was, this would be incredibly good news for the Yang family. They had just received information about Yang Feilong, learning that he had built a vast fortune at such a young age, with extraordinary talent and strength. Such a person could establish a family that rivaled the Yang family.
Most importantly, he seemed to have quite a few girlfriends, which would be even more beneficial for family development. Yang Ping Tian's romantic entanglements had always been a source of distress for the Yang family; he possessed such talent, yet he had no legitimate son.
Of course, if Yang Feilong were one of theirs, they wouldn't need to concern themselves with Yang Ping Tian's romantic life. This young man, with his rich romantic life, hadn't let it affect his cultivation, which was truly remarkable.
As everyone waited, Yang Feilong and Yang Ping Tian returned to the martial arts training ground. Seeing the two walking together, there was a sense of inexplicable destiny.
As they walked slowly, Yang Ping Tian smiled and announced loudly, "Today, I am honored to have so many distinguished guests attend my Xiantian realm celebration. In truth, a Xiantian celebration holds little significance for me, but I am fortunate that this celebration has allowed me to find my son, who has been lost for many years."
"That's right, this is Yang Feilong, standing beside me."
Upon these words, the entire place erupted. The Yang family members, who had been filled with eager anticipation, were almost beside themselves with excitement. They had been incredibly frustrated, unable to hold their heads high due to a young man. Now, knowing that this young man was the son of Yang Ping Tian, the Yang family's top expert, they felt it was understandable that he was so outstanding. Indeed, he was of Yang family blood.
The Xiao family members were also bewildered. Although they had a slight suspicion before, its confirmation left them with complex emotions. After all, it turned out their princess was now part of the Yang family?
The only consolation was that Yang Feilong was so outstanding that they had no grounds for complaint. Moreover, thanks to Yang Feilong's healing, they had managed to secure a Xiantian realm cultivator!
Compared to their previous reluctance, they were now willing.
Most of the Yang family members were happy.
Of course, not everyone was happy. Yang Ping Yu and his son Yang Qing Yun, who had been beaten by Yang Feilong, looked at him with resentment. He was one of their own, yet he had shown them no mercy. Moreover, judging by his previous demeanor, it seemed he already knew he was Yang Ping Tian's son?
Yang Kai Tai, in his excitement, had even pulled out a clump of his beard, but he paid no heed to the pain. He exclaimed excitedly, "He really is Ping Tian's son, my grandson!"
"Father, you've gotten the辈分 wrong. Ping Tian is your grandson; Feilong is my grandson," Yang Jun Han said, slightly speechless despite his own joy.
"It's all the same, all the same. Don't fuss over these details," Yang Kai Tai waved his hand.
"All the same?" Yang Jun Han stared. "If that's the case, don't I have to call you brother?"
"Hmph?" Yang Kai Tai glared at Yang Jun Han with his piercing eyes.
"......" Yang Jun Han spread his hands.
"This is such a joyous occasion, and you're deliberately trying to make me uncomfortable, aren't you? How about we spar a bit?" Yang Kai Tai grunted.
"How about you spar with my grandson instead!" Yang Jun Han suggested immediately.
"......"
Yang Kai Tai thought to himself, this little brat, it seems he's forgotten how often I've beaten him since he was young. However, this great-grandson is truly formidable. He easily defeated even that Luo family girl. Perhaps he's not as strong as me yet, but within a year or two, that gap will likely be closed.
His talent is excessively strong!
Just then, Yang Ping Tian spoke again, his face filled with guilt. "My son is almost twenty years old, yet I haven't cared for him for even a single day. The family hasn't offered him any help either; on the contrary, due to certain matters, we have wronged him."
Figures like Yang Kai, Yang Fan Tian, and Yang Zhen Yun felt somewhat ashamed.
The most ashamed were Yang Ping Yu and his son Yang Qing Yun. Yes, they had tried to snatch Yang Feilong's woman?
It was no wonder Yang Feilong had shown them no mercy and had been so aggressive.
Yang Ping Chuan wore a look of grievance. This was an undeserved disaster. If he had known earlier that this was his third brother's son, he would never have made a move. Not only did he gain nothing from his actions, but he was also beaten up, and with his bare hands. He had been furious before, but now he felt helpless.
His nephew was more powerful than him. He had beaten him, so what could he do? Fight back? He couldn't win.
The only fortunate thing was that Yang Feilong hadn't been overly aggressive towards him.
Thinking back, Yang Feilong seemed to have been most targeted towards Yang Ping Yu and Yang Qing Yun, the father and son.
"From now on, if anyone is displeased with me, they can target me. But if they target my son, I will not let them off, even if it costs me my life!" Yang Ping Tian declared solemnly.
He had only this one son, and they had been separated for twenty years. Now, he cherished him like he was afraid he would melt in his hands.
The entire audience fell silent.
Yang Feilong remained silent in his heart. Although he didn't need Yang Ping Tian's care now, as his combat power would soon rival Yang Ping Tian's even if he wasn't as strong, he couldn't deprive Yang Ping Tian of his fatherly love.
"I won't say much else. Let the banquet begin. In any case, since all you distinguished guests have come, please eat and drink well," Yang Ping Tian said with a smile.
He rarely smiled. Or rather, this was the first time he had shown a genuine smile in twenty years.
His only regret was that his son's mother wasn't by his side; in fact, she might even be imprisoned and deprived of her freedom.
As he thought of this, a shadow fell over Yang Ping Tian's heart. However, glancing at his son beside him, he thought, the father might not be capable, but the father's son is!
Of course, he couldn't rely solely on his son's efforts. The father also had to work hard. In the past, his cultivation had been merely passable, a way to suppress his emotions. Now, he had to strive to rescue his beloved!