Yang Luoyu exclaid, "Why can’t it be Dongyun Yu?"
The crowd fell silent: "..."
"But in fact, it is Dongyun Yu, personally recognized by Lord Xue Fuxiao. Do you think Lord Xue could mistake soone?"
Yang Luoyu said, "Why... don’t you seem happy? You were so excited just now. What’s wrong?"
The crowd looked heavy.
Everyone’s face was ugly.
"Where is Dongyun Yu?" Yang Luoyu asked.
"..."
The crowd had no words to respond.
Even many people’s heads were lowered.
Dongn Zhi, who had reached the outermost circle, suddenly widened his eyes.
Then he slapped himself twice.
Then he started rubbing and digging his ears.
Damn, I’m hallucinating!
It must be an hallucination!
Looking at the strange reaction from the Dong Family mbers in front of him.
Yang Luoyu was truly confused, wondering if this Dong Family was all crazy?
They were so joyous just now.
Why now...
Is there sothing wrong with Dongyun Yu?
Yang Luoyu suddenly had a bad feeling.
He looked at the Dong Family mbers in front of him, glaring, "Is Dongyun Yu... not ho? Or... is there so mishap?"
The Dong Family Ancestor coughed twice, revealing a smile more unsightly than a cry.
Utterly embarrassed, he muttered, "Dongyun Yu... is right here..."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his head to a forty-five-degree angle, looking upward.
The crowd raised their heads like puppets.
Yang Luoyu, confused, followed their gaze.
In mid-air, on a big jujube tree.
The person tied up like a zongzi, mouth full of colorful rags, twisting around in the air.
"Mmph mmph! Mmph mmph mmph..."
His eyes were full of urgency and satisfaction. A sense of revenge and excitent for stirring up trouble.
Suddenly.
Yang Luoyu’s face showed a thunderstruck expression.
Stamring, "Could it be... could it be... Dongdongdong..."
"Dongyun Yu!"
A voice said, "It is Dongyun Yu!"
The speaker was Dongn Zhi.
Only he pushed through from the outside, face full of excitent.
He laughed happily, but tears flowed down his face, "It’s my son! My son!"
The others were dumbstruck, motionless.
In the air, Dongyun Yu saw the tears and smile on his father’s face and suddenly stopped struggling.
His face’s forr madness and arrogant flaunting, hysteria-driven revenge, also vanished suddenly.
This was the first ti since he could rember that his father smiled for him.
First ti proud for him!
Hanging in the air, facing downward, he suddenly beca motionless.
Long hair hung down, covering his face.
Tightly closed his eyes.
Under the complicated gazes of the crowd,
Dongyun Yu was let down.
Soone imdiately took him for washing and changing clothes, surprising everyone as he quietly went along without a word.
That imagined petty mindset - arrogant laughter, mocking sarcasm, petty behavior - didn’t erge.
Everyone felt surprised; this brat unexpectedly changed his temper today.
All thought that today he’d surely be smug to the extre.
But Dongyun Yu unexpectedly was not smug.
Not only not smug, but very well-behaved.
Sohow showing the rigorous family style.
Everyone watched silently as Dongyun Yu, dressed neatly, cleaned his face, walked out, robed in white, truly graceful like jade.
Calmly saluted, received the banner, and stood side by side with Yang Luoyu and Zhang Changjun, facing the crowd for display.
Drums sounded in a thunderous roar imdiately.
In the crowd, Dongn Zhi looked at his son, full of pleading.
Son, I know you want to be smug.
But please don’t smirk at this mont.
This is a big family affair, supre honor. Now it falls on you, stay calm, calm!
Amid the silence.
Yang Luoyu, under everyone’s gaze, placed the dal on Dongyun Yu.
Under the sun, brilliance glowed.
The entire Dong Family fell silent.
The rewards sent by Guardian Headquarters to the Dong Family were all in place.
All tied with red ribbons, box after box moved over, stacked like a mountain.
Zhang Changjun announced to the side, the Dong Family was both jubilant and anxious.
Afraid at this juncture, that brat suddenly erupting, jumping out, arrogantly screaming, "These are all mine! All mine!"
"You shaless bastards want my rewards, have the face do you? Haha... won’t give you... won’t!"
In line with Dongyun Yu’s temperant, such acts wouldn’t be surprising!
Everyone even felt that’s mild in comparison.
Yet unexpectedly, Dongyun Yu did nothing, said nothing.
Very well-mannered.
But this didn’t prevent the dozen or so ancestors from holding their breaths, eagerly watching Dongyun Yu’s conduct.
This brat, if truly causing chaos at such a mont, Yang Luoyu could report back to Guardian Headquarters, then... the Dong Family would truly make a na in the world!
No!
Very well-behaved!
Finally, the ceremony completed.
All dozen or so ancestors simultaneously let out a breath they had held in for long, expressions of relief on their faces.
As if pardoned!
Damn, did it really pass so peacefully? They looked at each other, barely believing all they witnessed was real.
Heavens have rcy...
The crowd even felt a sense of ’gratitude’ towards Dongyun Yu. Then felt this sentint was absurd, what would I be thankful for?
Suddenly everyone was speechless: Thank him for the kindness of not disgracing us?
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