"Wasn't this just a visit to relatives?" Xu Mingxian looked faintly suspicious.
The Yang and Xu households had been on friendly terms for several years. Yang Ronghua was dignified and gentle, gracious and poised, and the household servants had grown fond of her after she married into the Xu Household.
Yang Zhao and his son were also honest and forthright, well worth befriending.
"Surely Uncle Yang and the others wouldn't attack Eldest Brother and the others?"
Xu Chuan smiled faintly. "They wouldn't, but individuals and a lineage are different things, Yunnu. Don't confuse the two."
"Within aristocratic clans, individuals often protect the lineage for the sake of their interests, but the lineage won't necessarily protect the individual. Sometimes, it must even learn to cast people aside."
Xu Mingxian nodded slightly, looking thoughtful.
Xu Chuan lowered his eyes with a faint smile and patted his shoulder. "All right, stop worrying that the sky will fall. Just focus on practicing your cultivation method. Father always plans before acting, and what I said just now was only speculation. Don't take it as fact."
"The Yang Household is a great lineage, after all, with centuries of heritage and its own bearing and principles. If it truly developed through plunder alone, it could never have survived peacefully until now. It would long since have become a thorn in the eyes of the other households in the Commandery Seat, something they would delight in destroying."
Xu Chuan raised his eyes toward the distant green mountains, his gaze unfathomable. There was no telling what he saw.
"Let them go out and see the world. In the future, not just them, but you, I, and Ming Shu will all leave the Xu Household to seek opportunities for its growth."
With that, Xu Chuan said no more.
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