Ye Jian gently patted Ye Fan on the back a few times. "Alright! Xiao Fan, seeing you grown up and capable of protecting yourself, I feel at ease. Your mother... must be comforted over there as well..."
When Ye Fan's mother was mentioned, Ye Jian's eyes were filled with tenderness. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.
"Although the Ye Family Ancestor is fake, the ancestors here are real! Since we're here, let's pay our respects!" Ye Jian held Ye Fan's hand and walked towards the ancestral tablets in the great hall.
At the ancestral hall, the Ye family's ancestors were enshrined with incense burning in front of them.
"But Xiao Fan, you must understand, even though we originate from the Ancient Martial Ye Family, this is only a branch of our vast Ye Family... Our true roots come from the depths of the Star Domain! And now, our clansmen may be facing endless suffering... When the time comes, it will be up to you to save them..."
