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Feng Yuan ignored him.

He glanced at Feng Zhi, who had been standing silently not far away, and his eyes trembled slightly.

The Feng family members present all followed Feng Yuan's gaze, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle...

Feng Zhi wore a black and gold imperial robe, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His face was handsome and composed, and his eyes and brows exuded natural majesty.

He wasn't particularly handsome, but his aura was domineering and noble, and the Emperor's mark between his brows seemed to be subtly flowing, as if responding to the call of his bloodline.

He remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was so embarrassed he felt like he could dig out a sacred space.

He had made preparations before he came...

But when the same thing actually happened to him, he overestimated his own thick skin.

He could speak without batting an eye in front of hundreds of thousands of disciples.

But now, facing this group of people who were related to him by blood but whom he had never met before, he didn't know how to express himself.

It feels like visiting relatives, surrounded by a group of elders whose names you don't know. You don't know whether to smile or not, and you feel very uncomfortable.

Feng Yuan seemed to notice his embarrassment, nodded to him, and then looked away.

It's as if it's saying, "No rush, take your time."

Feng Zhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The gaunt old man broke the delicate silence at the opportune moment, waving his hand:

"Alright, stop standing at the mountain gate, old friend, let's go inside and talk."

As he spoke, he gestured for them to proceed.

The group walked through the main bluestone path, entered the mountain gate, and headed towards the main hall.

Although it is walking, each step feels like an eternity, with each step taking you hundreds of feet away.

……

The layout inside the main hall was different from usual.

The space has expanded considerably.

The original lotus seats were all removed and replaced with two rows of jade tables, about two feet high, facing each other, with meditation cushions laid on the ground.

The table was laden with all sorts of rare and precious fruits, delicacies with the bloodline of mythical creatures, and celestial nectar treasured for thousands of years...

Beishenfeng did not arrange for any maids; this was a private matter between the two families.

He and the chief elders were already waiting outside the hall. Upon seeing everyone arrive, they stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Ancestor, Senior Feng, please take your seats."

Feng Yuan glanced around the hall and nodded slightly. "The Northern Saint Lord is very thoughtful."

The gaunt old man had already taken his seat in the main seat. He patted the seat next to him and said, "Old friend, sit here."

Feng Yuan didn't stand on ceremony and walked over to sit down, leaning on his dragon-headed cane.

Feng Gan followed closely behind and, at Bei Shenfeng's prompting, sat down opposite him.

The remaining members of the Feng family entourage, along with the peak master and elders of Beidou, took their seats in turn.

The gaunt old man spoke first, raising his wine glass.

"Come on, let's eat and drink! We can talk about everything later!"

Upon hearing the host's words, the members of the Feng family raised their cups and drank them down.

The gaunt old man grabbed a divine fruit and took a bite, showing no airs of an ancestor whatsoever.

His interruption did indeed ease the tense atmosphere in the hall somewhat.

People stopped being formal and started picking at their food and chatting, as if it were just a simple gathering.

Feng Zhi did not participate in their small talk.

He was still regretting that the Feng family hadn't brought a few young people with them, even if they just came to show off or mock him...

Now, he's sitting among a group of old monsters, only able to occasionally enjoy a few bites of divine delicacies, making him seem completely out of place.

He picked up one slice after another with a blank expression, pretending that his attention was entirely on the food, in order to cover up his unnaturalness.

……

"Alright! Now let's get down to business!"

The gaunt old man broke the deadlock first.

"Old man, lay out your terms! You can't just let this kid go back for nothing!"

He spoke very directly, after all, the relationship between the two sides was not one of deep hatred, so there was no need to beat around the bush.

The sounds inside the hall gradually subsided.

All eyes were on Feng Yuan.

He stood up and remained silent for a moment...

He then sighed, looked at Feng Zhi, and his voice was much hoarseer than before.

"I suppose you already know the cause and effect... Fate is unpredictable, my child!"

"Things have come to this! Let's not dwell on the past. Listen to my terms."

He held up his finger.

"First, your status in the Feng family is equivalent to that of an imperial prince! You will have all the resources, treatment, and power that an imperial prince should have."

"Secondly, the Scripture Pavilion is fully open, and you may freely peruse the Feng Family Imperial Scriptures, but you are not allowed to pass them on privately."

"Third, you are still the Holy Son of Beidou. The Feng family will not allow you to leave Beidou, nor will they interfere with any of Beidou's arrangements. You are the Holy Son, and you are also a member of the Feng family. These two identities do not conflict with each other."

"All you need to do is... come back and acknowledge your ancestors..."

He lowered his fingers and gently tapped the dragon-headed cane on the ground.

The entire hall was silent.

The Feng family members had complex expressions.

The identity of the imperial prince...

That was the highest position among the younger generation of the Feng family; he was the sole heir of the family! It could be said that the Feng family had staked their entire future on Feng Zhi!

The gaunt old man sat up straight, picked up his cup, and took a sip.

The conditions offered by Feng Yuan were quite substantial.

Bei Shenfeng stood up: "Senior! As long as Feng Zhi remains in Beidou, Beidou will protect him. When he returns to the Feng family, Beidou will not stop him."

Feng Yuan nodded slightly, then turned his gaze back to Feng Zhi.

His old eyes were filled with apprehension and nervousness.

"Child, are you satisfied?" He had barely uttered the question when, fearing Feng Zhi might be dissatisfied, he quickly added, "..."

"Oh, right! I can also promise you that I can help your father and sister awaken their dormant bloodline!"

"Although the imperial blood within them is dormant, their foundation remains. The Feng family has a way to revive it. This can be considered... a small compensation from the Feng family to your lineage."

"Sigh." Feng Zhi sighed inwardly.

It's bound to happen...

He had been eating for almost half an hour since he took his seat, and the elders of the Feng family took turns watching his reaction, but he pretended not to notice.

He wasn't unaware of what these people meant.

They were afraid he wouldn't accept it, afraid he'd hold a grudge...

But he didn't hate the Feng family. He didn't know how to accept such a heavy gift, and he felt that the other party didn't need to give so much.

Having said all that, if he were to continue pretending to be stupid, even he himself would find it inappropriate.

Feng Zhi stood up, bowed to Feng Yuan, and performed the courtesy of a junior to an elder.

"Third Grand Uncle," he said, his voice carrying through the silent hall.

"Your Highness, the Imperial Scripture is too important. Let's talk about it later. I am willing to return to the Huifeng family to acknowledge my ancestry."

"As for the other part of the gift, I will accept it on behalf of my father and sister."

……

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuan slightly loosened his grip on his cane.

There's so much hidden in his old eyes: a sense of relief, a feeling of acceptance, and a touch of pride.

He had seen too many young people who couldn't resist power, but Feng Zhi was different!

With his status as the imperial prince laid bare before him, he said, "We'll talk about it later." He was allowed to peruse the Feng family's imperial scriptures without a second thought.

He only asked to be recognized as a member of his family and to receive compensation from his family. He was neither greedy nor refusing; he struck the perfect balance.

"Okay." Feng Yuan said only one word, then sat back down, looking much better than before.

At the Feng family's seat.

Some elders breathed a sigh of relief, some picked up their glasses and took a big gulp, and some turned to whisper something to the person next to them.

Feng Gan removed his hands from his knees, leaned back, and couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

This kid is really good!

The gaunt old man then spoke up: "Alright, alright. One of you isn't greedy, and the other isn't pretentious. Your family reunion is much smoother than I expected. Keep eating!"