When Chen Ye rode up to the gates of the Feng Mansion, he dismounted, and his gaze involuntarily fell upon the entrance.
It was exactly the same as when he had first come to the Feng Mansion.
Yet today, he was no longer what he used to be, and was no longer that cart-convoy laborer waiting to be granted an audience back then.
The gatekeeper of the Feng Family recognized him, his expression changing slightly as he hurriedly turned and ran inside to report.
Before long, the middle gates of the Feng Mansion swung wide open, and Feng Family Head Feng Bainian led a group of clan elders out to greet him in person.
"I had no idea the General Pacifying the North was arriving, and failed to welcome you from afar. I hope the General will forgive this offense!"
Feng Bainian bowed with cupped hands, his words carrying a measure of cautiousness.
The clan elders behind him likewise lowered their heads and bowed in succession.
Every single one of them wore a nervous expression, not even daring to draw a full breath.
Everyone in the Feng Family remembered that this very General Pacifying the North had once been locked away in the Feng Family dungeon and nearly lost his life there.
Now, with a sudden turn of fortune, his status was already a cut above even Feng Bainian's.
Naturally, the Feng family members feared he had come to settle old scores.
"There is no need for such formality, Feng Family Head," Chen Ye said calmly, his mood impossible to read as either pleased or displeased.
Feeling even less secure in his heart, Feng Bainian hurriedly turned sideways to make way. "Please enter the mansion for tea, General."
Without standing on ceremony, Chen Ye strode into the Feng Mansion.
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