The plains were especially broad and open in the fresh sunshine after the rain. Dawn was just breaking, tinting the white mist and red clouds with gold.
Zhou Youcai suddenly cried out, "Brother Li, Brother Li!!"
An enormous banner suddenly appeared in midair, bearing several conspicuous words.
"Young Master Zhou, upon seeing this message, please proceed to the nearest Zhou family branch in Yu City!"
"It's from our Zhou Family!" Zhou Youcai was overjoyed.
Over the next few days, they saw more banners floating in the air.
There were also many notices offering rewards.
It seemed the Zhou Family had received word that their young master's ship had been blown up, and had also learned that Zhou Youcai was not dead, but had arrived safely in Cloud Province.
Li Ping'an quickened his pace. Three days later,
they finally reached Yu City. By then, portraits of Zhou Youcai, large and small, covered the area outside the city.
Officers were even holding up portraits and questioning everyone entering and leaving.
A middle-aged man also stood outside the city gates, gazing anxiously toward the official road.
He had a round face and wore red robes with dark-patterned, cloud-adorned sleeves, plainly worth a considerable sum.
Come to think of it, he bore some resemblance to Zhou Youcai.
Several officials in official robes stood beside the middle-aged man.
"It's my second uncle!"
Zhou Youcai's eyes lit up.
His second uncle was from his mother's side of the family.
Even if those paternal uncles could not be trusted, his maternal relatives could absolutely be trusted.
Because those on his mother's side had no right to compete with him for the estate, they would spare nothing to protect him.
But those uncles who shared his surname were another matter.
"Can you trust him?" Li Ping'an asked.
"Yes,