"You know me?"
Xiao Fan looked at Uncle Rong, a trace of surprise crossing his face. But on second thought, there was nothing surprising about it. After all, the Xiao Clan had only reached its present heights because of him and Xiao Yan.
So those in the Xiao Clan who did not recognize them should have been in the minority.
"Of course."
Uncle Rong bowed respectfully to Xiao Fan, then explained on behalf of Xiao Wu, "That boy Xiao Wu has trouble recognizing faces, so he didn't recognize you right away, Young Master Xiao Fan. He..."
"Don't worry."
Xiao Fan shook his head with a smile. "Do you really think I'd mind something like that?"
At Xiao Fan's words, Uncle Rong finally relaxed, only for joy to fill his face a moment later. "The acting clan head, Young Master Xiao Ding, should be in the hall at this hour. I'll take you there."
Seeing his manner, Xiao Fan raised a hand to stop him. "All right, Uncle Rong, there's no need to be so formal. Carry on with your work. I'll go myself."
"All right, haha."
Uncle Rong nodded in agreement. As he watched Xiao Fan step through the Xiao Clan's gates, the smile never left his face. Xiao Fan and Xiao Yan were indispensable to the clan as it stood today.
The two had been gone for so long without any news that everyone had grown somewhat worried. Now that he had seen Xiao Fan again, Uncle Rong could not conceal his smile.
After entering the Xiao Clan's gates, Xiao Fan headed straight toward the location where he sensed Xiao Ding. Along the way, he occasionally encountered a few clan disciples, who recognized him immediately and broke into delighted expressions.
Seeing the change in the Xiao Clan disciples' spirits,