Yunxi and the other three swept their gazes over the Yin Family members who had entered and knew at once that these people truly were Yin Yong's relatives. Their similar features could not be faked.
As the head of the family, the father stepped forward and asked in a somewhat tight voice:
"Esteemed guests, I heard that you have seen my youngest son. Is he well now?"
Yu Qingcheng frowned as she replied:
"Your son is alive. He sold us Taoyuan Village's ancestral residence, and he said all his relatives had passed away, which was why he left Taoyuan Village to seek his fortune elsewhere."
The moment Yin Chuan heard this, he was the first to jump out and say:
"Father, why are you even asking about that unfilial wretch? He is so vicious that he actually said we were all dead. Is he even human?"
Yin Shan also frowned, clearly displeased. Their wives wore faces full of anger as well. No one would look kindly upon being declared dead, and the atmosphere turned somewhat stiff.
Mother Yin's face also paled slightly. She muttered softly:
"How could Xiao Yong say such things? He truly hates us all."
Yin Chuan immediately chimed in:
"What right does he have to hate us? Did the family ever deprive him of food or clothes? We even let him attend a private school for a year. It was he himself who could not study and came home to farm.
The family was also helping arrange his marriage. What else was he dissatisfied with? He stole the silver the family had painstakingly saved up and ran away. We never forced him.
Only today did I learn that he had even stolen the title deed to the old residence. No wonder Father was in such a hurry