After placing Redfire, Fang Han turned around and returned to the main hall.
In the main hall, father Fang Zheng was sitting on a pear wood chair in the hall, holding a cup of tea with tea smoke curling up.
Seeing Fang Han walk in, he put down the tea cup and asked aloud.
"Redfire is settled?"
"It's already settled, just have people deliver meat every day."
Fang Han nodded.
With Redfire's size, his appetite is naturally quite large, and most people can't really afford it, but for today's families, it's nothing.
Sitting down opposite Fang Zheng, Fang Han said with some solemnity.
"I plan to stay at home for a while to see if I can wait and wait until the disciples of the Thunderlight Pavilion appear and get rid of them to avoid future troubles."
Knowing that he couldn't help with this kind of thing, Fang Zheng didn't ask any more questions, just nodded slightly and said with a bit of joy in his voice.
"It's okay, your mother always talks about you and can't stay home for more than a few days a year."
Before he finished speaking, his mother Lin Wan walked out of the back hall.
Behind him was a maid, holding a plate of freshly cut melons and fruits in her hands.
Seeing Fang Han, Lin Wan said with a smile on his face.
"What did you say to your father?"
"Han'er said he wants to stay at home for a while."
Fang Zheng said with a smile.
Lin Wan's eyes were filled with visible happiness.
"Seriously?"
"Well, I'm going to live at home for a while."
Fang Han nodded.
"That's good."
Lin Wan said quite happily.
She doesn't care why Fang Han wants to live at home for a while, as long as she knows that Fang Han will live at home for a while, it is enough to make her happy.
He quickly turned around and said to Maid next to him.
"Hurry up and have someone change the bedding and pillows in Han'er's room."
"Madam, the bedding and pillows in Master Han's bedroom were changed just a few days ago."
Maid reminded with a smile.
"Looking at my memory, that's good, that's good."
Lin Wan slapped her forehead and then remembered that she had just changed it a few days ago, and that she had personally ordered it.
"Look, I'm just saying your mother will be very happy."
Fang Zheng pursed his lips and said.
At noon, Younger Sister Fang Ying returned from school.
She was wearing a small goose-yellow dress, with braids bouncing around her shoulders. When she ran into the Rain-Listening Pavilion, her little face turned red.
A Maid trotted behind him.
"Brother."
When they saw Fang Han and Fang Ying entering the door, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they ran over with three steps at a time and two steps at a time, saying with excitement in their tone.
"Why are you back again?"
"Come back and stay for a few days."
Fang Han raised his hand and rubbed the top of Fang Ying's hair.
Fang Ying slapped Fang Han's hand away in dissatisfaction, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
"How many days are you going to stay at home? Great!"
She sat down next to Fang Han and chattered about interesting things in the school.
Which little sister was caught secretly eating sweets in class and was caught by her teacher? Whose little brother raised a myna who could speak human language and even stretched out her hands to make gestures when she was excited?
At night, in the bedroom.
"Soul-Chasing Art."
Fang Han used <Soul-Chasing Art> with all his strength, and invisible perception spread.
It covers a range of 20 miles around him, which is enough to cover the entire Liangshui City, and it's more than enough.
"No."
After a moment, Fang Han shook his head slightly.
He did not sense the aura of any of the missing Thunderlight Pavilion disciples in Liangshui City.
Instead of fully using <Soul-Chasing Art>, <Soul-Chasing Art> will only be maintained within the entire Fang Mansion range.
This can not only protect the entire Fang Clan, but also minimize consumption.
In the following days, Fang Han lived at home.
Although his purpose was to wait and wait for the remnants of the Thunderlight Pavilion to come to his door, he did not neglect his cultivation.
Every morning, the first thing he does when he gets up is to meditate in his bedroom<Greenwood Poison-Avoidance Scripture>Grandmaster Chapter.
In the morning and afternoon, we practice <Great Void Wind God Sword>, <Wind-Chasing Moon-Pursuing Steps> and <Black Tortoise True Art>.
The sword light crisscrossed the courtyard, and the figure moved so fast in the courtyard that even the afterimage could not be seen. The muscles and bones became stronger and stronger under the tempering of the Horizontal Training technique.
In my free time, I spend a lot of time with my parents and Younger Sister.
As his cultivation becomes stronger and stronger, the time he spends with his parents and Younger Sister will become shorter and shorter in the future. He cherishes the rare time together now.
Time passed silently in such calmness and warmth, and in the blink of an eye, several days passed.
Fang Mansion Everything is as usual, Thunderlight Pavilion The missing disciples have never appeared.
In the early morning, Fang Han finished his morning practice and walked back to the front yard from the backyard.
As soon as he reached the front yard, there was a rush of footsteps heading towards the Rain-Listening Pavilion.
After a while, a servant quickly ran to the Rain-Listening Pavilion, breathing slightly and reporting.
"Master Han, a Azure Profound Sect motorcade has arrived from outside the house. The leader is a Elder. He said he is here to deliver something to you."
Fang Han asked with some surprise.
"Who is Elder?"
"It's Deputy Hall Master Chen from the Law Enforcement Hall."
Servant replied.
"Deputy Hall Master Chen?"
Fang Han It became even more unexpected. Law Enforcement Hall The hall leader personally escorted him. What was this sent to him?
Could it be?
Fang Han stepped towards the door.
Outside the Fang Mansion, three carriages carrying goods were lined up in a row, all wrapped in oilcloth, and you couldn't see what was inside.
There were more than thirty disciples of the Azure Profound Sect accompanying him, lined up on both sides of the convoy, and the weapons they wore shone coldly in the morning light.
The person in the lead is not tall, but he has a very strong aura, and carries the intimidation of being calm and intimidating. He is none other than Law Enforcement Hall, the deputy hall leader Chen Wanjun.
As the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall, he has been responsible for interrogating and punishing disciples who violated the sect's regulations for a long time, and he has developed this aura of calmness and self-respect.
Seeing Fang Han walking out of the house, a smile appeared on his face, and he strode forward to greet him.
"Master Fang's nephew."
"Hall Master Chen, you actually escorted me personally. What did you bring?"
Fang Han asked curiously.
"It is part of the treasure in the Thunderlight Pavilion's treasure house."
Chen Wanjun said in a solemn voice.
"After the sect counted the treasures in the Thunderlight Pavilion treasure house, some of them were transported back to the sect, and the remaining part was transported to you."
"The sect master said that Thunderlight Pavilion can be wiped out this time. You have made the greatest contribution. You should have a share of the property in the Thunderlight Pavilion's treasure house."
Fang Han glanced at these three carriages.
The treasures that can be put into the Thunderlight Pavilion's treasure house must not be ordinary treasures. Although there are only three carriages, they must be of astonishing value.
Although he knew that the sect would not treat him badly, seeing the sect being so generous still shocked him and gave him a stronger sense of belonging to the Azure Profound Sect.
"The sect master said that Thunderlight Pavilion was able to be destroyed only because you killed Fan Yuan and defeated the five masters. This is what you deserve."
Chen Wanjun continued.
"Thank you, sect master, for me."
Fang Han withdrew his gaze, looked at Chen Wanjun, and said solemnly.
He did not refuse, System Panel was like a giant gold-swallowing beast that could never be fed, and he indeed had extremely huge needs for property.
He turned sideways to open the door and made a "please" gesture.
"Palace Master Chen, all junior brothers and sisters, you have worked hard all the way, please come to the house and have a rest."
"Don't be so polite."
Chen Wanjun smiled and waved his hand, turned around and waved to the thirty or so disciples behind him.
"Follow me into the mansion and ask for a cup of tea from your senior brother Fang."
More than thirty Azure Profound Sect disciples responded in unison, followed Chen Wanjun, and walked into the Fang Mansion.
Fang Mansion had already made preparations. At Fang Han's signal, the three Servant stepped forward to take the reins of the three carriages and drove the three carriages towards the Rain-Listening Pavilion's backyard.
Fang Han led Chen Wanjun and his party through the front yard and came to the main hall where Fang Mansion used to entertain guests.
Refreshments have been prepared in the hall, and Maid people shuttled between them, placing cups of hot tea and plates of Pastry on the table.
"Hall Master Chen, has there been any movement in the Five Sects over the past few days since I've been away?"
After sitting down one after another, Fang Han picked up Teacup, took a sip of tea, and asked.
"Since that day when you and Supreme Elder defeated the grand masters of the five sects, the five sects have never dared to provoke any more provocations. All the properties left by the Thunderlight Pavilion have now been successfully taken over without any obstacles."
Chen Wanjun said with a relaxed expression.
Fang Han Relax.
Worried about the Fang Clan's safety, he left East Foothills Prefecture before the situation completely stabilized. He had been worried that things would change.
Now that he knew that nothing had happened, he was completely relieved.
After staying at the Fang Mansion for half an hour and chatting about trivial matters in the Thunderlight Pavilion's industrial handover, Chen Wanjun stood up and said goodbye.
"Master Nephew Fang, the things have been delivered. There are still things to deal with at the sect, so we won't stay any longer."
"Hall Master Chen, why don't you rest for the night before leaving?"
Fang Han stood up to try to stay.
"No, the sect still has things to deal with."
Chen Wanjun waved his hand. After annihilating Thunderlight Pavilion, as a senior member of the sect, he has been involved in a lot of affairs recently.
If the treasure being transported was not too precious, he, the busy leader of the hall, would not personally escort it.
Seeing that Hall Master Chen is indeed in trouble, Fang Han no longer wants to stay.
He walked all the way outside the mansion and watched Hall Master Chen leave with all his disciples, completely disappearing at the end of the street corner, before he turned around and returned to the mansion.
After passing through many courtyards, Fang Han returned to the Rain-Listening Pavilion and arrived at the backyard.
In the backyard, three carriages were parked.
When Chen Wanjun and others left, they did not take the carriage away. After the things on the carriage were unloaded, someone from the Fang Clan would take the carriage to the Azure Profound Sect.
"You guys go down."
Fang Han waved away Servant Maid in the backyard, walked to a carriage, and lifted off the oilcloth.
I saw heavy wooden boxes on the carriage, neatly stacked, and each wooden box had a seal.
After tearing off the seal of one of the wooden boxes and opening the wooden box, a warm luster came into view.
Dozens of jade stones of different sizes are neatly stacked in the box, with different colors and lustres, including milky-white suet-fat white jade, emerald-green jade, and crystal-clear crystal.
Each piece has a pure texture and can be called the High Grade among High Grade.
Fang Han Close the lid, tear off the seal of the second wooden box and open it.
In this box, there are large pearls, each one is about the size of a thumb, round and plump, with a bright white color.
Under the sunlight, there are layers of faint pearlescent light, rippling like water waves.
The third wooden box was opened, and there were more than a dozen aged ginseng neatly stacked inside. The roots were intact, the trunk was thick, the skin texture was clear and deep, and it exuded a strong medicinal fragrance.
In the fourth wooden box, there are neatly arranged gold bricks.
The fifth wooden box, the sixth wooden box...