Even someone as blind to a situation as the brocade-robed middle-aged man could tell that Xu Yi was no ordinary person.
Only then did Second Madam stop weeping. She handed the little boy to the young maid Cui'er, then bowed to Xu Yi again in gratitude.
Xu Yi waved a hand. "Madam, you once saved me. This is a small matter. Why thank me?"
From beginning to end, he couldn't be bothered to spare even a glance at the brocade-robed middle-aged man, who kept forcing a sycophantic smile at him.
Though they'd spent little time together, he'd already seen through him. This brocade-robed middle-aged man was a muddleheaded young master who couldn't keep his own household in order, much less command respect outside it.
If not for Second Madam's great kindness, he wouldn't have bothered with such a clueless fool.
Just then, a group of people came flying through the air. At their head was a young man in white robes. He bore some resemblance to the brocade-robed middle-aged man, but his aura was far stronger.
They landed in the courtyard. The young man in white glanced at Lei Ting, who stood with one arm severed and his face ashen, and his smile didn't waver. A black token, neither metal nor jade, appeared in his hand. "Big Brother, take a look. Do you know what this is?"
The brocade-robed middle-aged man's expression changed abruptly. Tears welled in his eyes. "Father, Father, he..."
The young man in white smiled. "The old man's gone. Before he died, he did mention you a few times. But he still passed the family token to me. Tell me, Big Brother, do you recognize me as the head of the family?"
The brocade-robed middle-aged man looked past the young man in white to the eight black-robed