Chapter 39 Giving Gifts

Putting away the birthday fruits, Ye Fan and the two headed towards the place where their uncle lived. ReadМ

The location is in Morrowind Village, which sounds like it really is a village in the city.

But after arriving, Ye Fan was stunned when he looked at the vast medieval palace-style buildings in front of him.

How can this be a village in the city? Isn't this at least a prince's castle?

"What does my uncle do?" Looking at this scene, Ye Fan couldn't help but look at Ye Lincheng beside him.

"He must be a strong person among beast masters. I don't know how strong he is. Anyway, he is very strong. He belongs to the military." Ye Lincheng replied.

"A strong man in the military?" Hearing this, Ye Fan frowned. He knew many strong men in the military, but they were all active in his time.

"Let's talk about it when we meet." Ye Fan did not dwell on this issue and followed Ye Lincheng with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

I will move next year and return to my hometown. My surname is Ye. I live in Pingcheng. I have the bloodline of Longtong. With so many clues connected together, I still don’t have a relevant candidate in my memory. It shouldn’t be.

"Ye Laoshou, please don't let anyone in without permission." At the door, two people who looked like guards blocked the way, "Please show me your pass."

"Pass..." Hearing this, Ye Lincheng was a little embarrassed, "Well, I am Mr. Ye's nephew, Ye Lincheng."

"Mr. Ye's nephew?" After hearing this, the guard hesitated and took out a roster on the side. Soon, he found Ye Lincheng's name at the bottom of the roster, and then nodded and got out of the way, "Please come in. ”

"Okay." Ye Lincheng nodded, and then took Ye Fan through the door.

"Dad, you're so happy. I see you are at the bottom of the list." Ye Fan said with a smile.

"You brat, I'm on the list after all!" Ye Lincheng retorted, but before he could say anything more, a man walked towards him with an imposing manner. Not surprisingly, it must be Mr. Ye's son, who came to greet the guests.

"Brother." Seeing this person coming, Ye Lincheng greeted him with a smile.

"Lincheng?" Seeing Ye Lincheng, the other party seemed a little surprised and frowned slightly.

However, he didn't say much, he just waved his hand and said, "Go in."

Two very simple sentences, no other words, and he did not look at Mark.

With this action, Ye Fan had already felt the other party's attitude towards their family, and his dislike for the family suddenly rose.

Ye Lincheng didn't say anything, just nodded and pulled Ye Fan inside.

Soon, a hall appeared in front, and Ye Lincheng pushed the door open. Inside, the large living room was already full of guests. A group of people were brightly dressed and it was very lively.

Hearing the door open, many people turned their eyes over, but after seeing it was Ye Lincheng, many people turned their heads and continued to get excited.

"It seems that dad is really not well received." This scene made Ye Fan couldn't help but shake his head, "Dad, let's find a place to sit down."

"Okay." Ye Lincheng nodded, searched around the table for a while, and found a seat in a corner to sit down.

On the seats, everyone watched Ye Lincheng and the two people sit down, but they all said nothing, and some people looked a little contemptuous.

Ye Fan noticed such an atmosphere, looked at the person opposite, and vaguely saw the golden light flowing in his eyes.

Dragon Eyes.

Ye Fan's expression changed slightly, he really had dragon eyes.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly fell silent and looked up. Among the guests present, under the lights of the hall, there was a golden light flowing in the eyes of many people while they were talking enthusiastically.

There are so many Dragon Slayers in the family with Dragon Eyes!

"How can there be so many dragon-eyed people in the next generation?" Ye Fan was secretly shocked. The blood of dragon-eyed people will become more and more indifferent, and the number of descendants will become smaller and smaller. But here, there are no less dragon-eyed people. thirty.

How could such a quantity be possible?

"Dad, are all the Ye family here?" Ye Fan looked at Ye Lincheng and asked suddenly.

"Yes, but there are not many people from your uncle's lineage. There are others. Your grandfather is the youngest, ranked twenty-eighth. He is almost twenty years younger than your uncle." Ye Lincheng replied, "You are the youngest. Zu is more...passionate, and has married seven wives."

"Your uncle and your grandfather have the same mother, and we are still very close."

"Twenty-eight..." Hearing this number, Ye Fan felt helpless.

That's okay.

"Mr. Ye is here!"

Soon, as the guests became noisy, an old man walked onto the stage.

The old man has fair hair and a childish face. Although he looks older, he is very energetic. He walks on the stage with a very steady pace and a sharp eyebrow, which carries some power.

Compliments kept coming, and soon, someone took the lead and walked up to the stage one by one carrying gifts. A receptionist on the side shouted loudly who gave gifts and what, and some of the people who went up called them uncle, and some called them old. Ancestors each have their own names. Mr. Ye also chatted with these people one by one before moving on to the next one.

This scene immediately made Ye Lincheng's face look a little unnatural, as if he had thought of something.

On the side, Ye Fan felt a little sorry for his father. Such a big scene can be regarded as attracting everyone's attention. He came on stage carrying fruit... No wonder his father couldn't come. He is an ordinary person and can already live in another city.

"It's okay, dad." Patting Ye Lincheng's shoulder, Ye Fan smiled and took out the birthday fruit in the box, "I won't be embarrassed this year."

"Okay." After receiving Ye Fan's comfort, Ye Lincheng felt reassured and hugged the birthday fruit box.

"Okay." Ye Lincheng nodded, and after almost everyone in Ye went up, he stood up, holding the box and walking over with Ye Fan.

When I got on stage, many people paid more attention to me, and many of them had smiles in their eyes.

Obviously, they also want to see what the descendant of the Ye family who gave fruit last year will give this year.

As soon as he came on stage, Mr. Ye paid attention, glanced at Ye Lincheng, nodded slightly, and then waved to the waiter on the side, as if he was saying something.

When the waiter heard this, he nodded, came over and took what was in Ye Lincheng's hand, and quickly put it aside without saying anything.

"Hey!" Looking at this scene, Ye Lincheng felt a little helpless. He already knew what Mr. Ye had said. He was probably worried that he would make a fool of himself, so he asked the waiter not to open the box and report the gift.

"Just come here." Mr. Ye's voice sounded.

Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his eyes and saw the look in Ye Lao's eyes towards Ye Lincheng. The look was very soft and loving.

"No matter what I give you, you are all my relatives."