The next day at noon, the large boat arrived near the Yang Family in Beishui.
"Is this the Yang Family?"
Chen Yu looked down from the deck of the boat at a vast cluster of buildings not far away, complete with mountains and waters, covering a large area with beautiful scenery and the fragrance of flowers and birdsong.
"The elder has returned!"
Several Yang Family guards came forward to welcome him.
Shortly thereafter, two senior members of the Yang Family arrived.
The Yang Family's upper echelons, including the Family Head, had already been informed of the attack.
Of the twenty-four elite members of the Yang Family who were out, only eight returned, delivering a heavy blow to the Yang Family. After all, those who died were not ordinary people, but the young elites of the family.
Fortunately, Yang Fenghou was unharmed, otherwise, the Yang Family would likely have declined.
"These Black Heart Eleven Bandits are too audacious, daring to lay hands on our Yang Family's people."
