The Yu Family was indeed deeply dissatisfied with Junxin Pavilion, but they had no power to resist.
When the news about Chen Changan first spread, the Yu Family hadn't paid it much attention. They'd thought he was nothing more than a clown who would soon vanish like a flash in the pan.
It wasn't until the news came out that Junxin Pavilion's branch pavilions had been wiped out one after another that they truly began to appreciate the weight behind the name Chen Changan.
But they hadn't expected him to appear before them so soon.
The Yu Family Young Master, in particular, admired Chen Changan immensely. Chen Changan had done what he wanted to do but hadn't dared to, and what he hadn't been capable of doing.
"If I'd known you were Chen Changan, I would've gone out to welcome you myself."
"Quick, sit down. Take the seat of honor!"
"I'm a huge fan of yours."
"You did what I didn't dare to do—and did it to the people I didn't dare to touch. You're badass. So badass!"
Huh?
Why did that sound so weird?
The Yu Family Patriarch glanced helplessly at his son. What was he so excited about? Couldn't he tell that this was a walking problem?
"Go stand over there. He's here to see me, not you."
"You're not in charge of the Yu Family yet," the Yu Family Patriarch said unhappily.
"Father, what are you doing? Could you at least show me some respect in front of our guest?"
The Yu Family Patriarch glared at him, then turned to Chen Changan and asked, "Young Master Chen, may I ask what brings you to the Yu Family?"
"Aren't you worried the Yu Family might hand me over to Junxin Pavilion to curry favor?"
"You should know very