Young Master Lin Feng?
This was the first time someone called him Young Master!
To Lin Feng, who had lived in the Shore District since he was young, this was an ironic and hilarious title!
"Hehe!" Lin Feng sneered.
The last time he called her, what did this woman call him?
She didn't even call him by his name.
She didn't even ask for his name, only using the word "you."
She didn't even say much before hanging up.
Lin Feng didn't hide his sneer. His tone was full of mockery and disdain, making the breathing on the other end of the phone stop for a moment. However, her tone remained unchanged. "Young Master Lin Feng, you can call me Haitang, or you can call me Housekeeper."
Lin Feng didn't say anything and remained silent. A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes!
When he was five years old, his mother explained to Lin Feng that his father had gone on a business trip because he was still young.
At that time, Lin Feng was still naive and had fantasies about his father. He longed for his father's love and called this number.
However, it was this woman who picked it up.
Lin Feng didn't know this woman's name and identity. He also didn't know the relationship between this woman and that man.
He only knew that the other party's voice was very cold, as if there was no emotion. It was like a robot, as cold as ice in winter.
After his mother told him the truth, Lin Feng never called this number again.
He didn't expect that he would receive this call one day.
"Young Master Lin Feng, have you joined the club?" The woman named Haitang asked.
"What does it have to do with you?" Lin Feng's tone was also very cold.
Being questioned like this, the other party's attitude was still calm. Even the speed of her voice didn't change. She was still calm and indifferent. "Young Master Lin Feng, the head of the family wants to bring you back to the family."
"Who is the head of the family?" Lin Feng asked.
That man was just a stranger in Lin Feng's eyes, not to mention the head of the Yang family, which was that man's father.
That head of the family probably had hundreds or even hundreds of grandchildren.
It didn't matter whether he was there or not.
Furthermore, the other party had waited for him to enter the Glory of Glory Rookie Leaderboard before they were prepared to take him back. Such a realistic family really wanted to bring him down.
Unfortunately, Lin Feng didn't have that ability at the moment.
This time, it was Haitang's turn to be silent. She knew that Lin Feng did it on purpose. After a while, her voice sounded, "You don't have to be in a hurry to join the club. The family can provide you with the Earth Ranking demon spirits and resources that you want."
"Clan? What clan?" Linfeng asked again.
"The Yang Clan!"
"My name is Lin Feng. There is only the Lin Clan here!"
After that, Lin Feng hung up the phone.
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Shang Jing.
Inside Villa 46 on Mount Yunwu.
In a room filled with smoke, the faint scent of incense spread throughout the room.
Inside the room, a middle-aged woman in her forties dressed in black professional attire put down the phone in her hand and stood there quietly without saying a word.
In front of her sat an old man with a strong and sturdy build.
After a while, the old man laughed, "This kid has a personality."
As the Patriarch of the Glory of Glory Clan, this was the first time someone ignored his identity.
And this person was actually his grandson.
Although he had never seen him before, nor had he ever admitted it.
The middle-aged woman said, "Patriarch, I'm afraid that Young Master Lin Feng still has a grudge against the family."
The old man was the Patriarch of the Yang Clan, Yang Qingtian. He nodded his head, "It's normal to have a grudge. It would be a lie if he didn't have a grudge. After all, it's been eleven years."
Eleven years.
He had never seen this grandson of his. On the day of awakening three or four days ago, he suddenly remembered and asked. At that time, Lin Feng was evaluated as a C-rank and didn't have the qualifications to be taken back to the family. Who would have thought that in just a few days, he would cause such a huge commotion?
Ye Qiu in the south, Lin Feng in the north.
These two youths from Rivertown, even in Shang Jing, many people were talking about them.
It was said that many big financial groups and clubs were interested in them.
"Haitang, you're Thirteen's butler. Do you know Lin Feng well?"
"I don't."
"How many of the younger generation in the family have entered the Glory of Glory Rookie List?" Yang Qingtian asked.
When Haitang heard this, she didn't hesitate and quickly said, "Patriarch, three people have entered the list."
"I have some impression. Tell me about them," Yang Qingtian asked.
"The first one is Yang Yu, Yunwu First High School, Grade 12, Rank-1 martial artist. He has refined a Rank-9 Dark Wild Wolf and has been specially recruited by Great Wall University. He is ranked 126th on the Glory of Glory Rookie List.
"The second one is Yang Yun, Magic City Martial Arts University, Rank-3 martial artist. He has refined a Rank-9 cyclops and is the main warrior of the school team. He is ranked 93rd on the Glory of Glory Rookie List.
"The third one is Yang Ningbing. Although she is a girl, she was admitted to one of the three Hero Academy's military schools, Changkong University. She is now a Rank-4 martial artist in her junior year. She has refined the Purple Kirin Beast, ranked 132nd on the Earth Leaderboard. She is the main thunder mage of the school team and is ranked 42nd on the Glory of Glory Rookie List."
After saying this, Haitang fell silent.
"The Yang family, including some relatives, has at least ten thousand people. Even with the family's resources, only three people have been selected," Yang Qingtian said with a sigh.
These three people were the most outstanding geniuses among the younger generation of the family.
It was undeniable that they were talented, but they had been carefully nurtured by the family since they were born. Tens of millions of dollars were spent on them every year.
However, an illegitimate child with no resources had also entered the Glory of Glory Rookie List. When he heard this news, he couldn't believe it.
If it wasn't for the fact that the name Lin Feng was familiar, he would have forgotten about it.
Although Lin Feng is ranked 288th on the Glory Rookie List, which is the last place, according to the analysis of the Glory of Glory Professional Alliance, if Lin Feng can refine a Rank-9 demon spirit, he would have a high possibility of entering the top ten of the Glory Rookie List.
At that time, he would become a popular top player in the Glory League.
Such a genius is rare even in the family. Naturally, they would have to bring him back to the family and nurture him properly. Otherwise, he would be letting down his talent.
"Patriarch, Young Master Lin Feng is still somewhat against the family. Why don't we ask the thirteenth young master to talk about it?" Haitang suggested.
The thirteenth young master is Lin Feng's father, Yang Qing.
Forty-three years old, Yang Qing is already a Rank-9 martial artist. He refined a Rank-9 Demon Spirit, the Devil Mantis. He is currently the most powerful person in the Yang family.
Yang Qingtian said, "That kid is still in the other world. Recently, the Kai Yuan Region has not been peaceful. The five major forces have sent Rank-9 Demon Spiritualists there. He has to stay there."
Haitang nodded her head and asked, "Then, what should we do?"
"Let's wait for a while. If he doesn't have a sense of belonging to the family, there's no meaning in bringing him back.
After a while, he might understand. "
Yang Qingtian said after drinking a mouthful of tea.
He didn't mind Lin Feng's complaints.
The Yang family, as a family that made outstanding contributions during the disaster, was given the title of Clan of Glory.
Clan of Glory isn't just a title.
That Lin Feng, when he knows what the family can give him, he will probably take the initiative to return to the family.
Furthermore, whether or not Lin Feng can refine a Rank-9 demon spirit is still a question.
If he can't, then to the family, he doesn't have much value.
The Yang family doesn't lack geniuses.