72: If you can't wait, get out

In a few days, hundreds of people came to the Yang family.

These people had varying levels of strength.

The strong were in the Life and Death Realm, while the weak were not worth mentioning.

There were even a few children who came together.

These children were from a small Family slaughtered by the Zhang Family a year or two ago; they had survived by luck.

They thought about avenging their Family every day.

But how could a few children shake the massive Zhang Family?

They wanted to find a famous master to learn skills before taking revenge.

But after learning of their experiences, most people dared not take them in.

Coupled with their average Aptitude, no one wanted them even more.

Upon learning that the Yang family was opposing the Zhang Family, they traveled day and night to reach the Yang family, intending to seek refuge there.

In a small courtyard, Yang Ming stood under the scorching sun, reporting recent events to Yang Yi.

His injuries had not yet fully healed, but under the persuasion of several Elders, he struggled to get out of bed to work.

According to the Elders, if you didn't work anymore, there probably wouldn't be a position for you in the Yang family.

Yang Ming didn't want to be forgotten by Yang Yi, so he had to quickly do something for the Yang family.

After listening to Yang Ming's report, Yang Yi stroked his chin and asked, "How do you think these people should be handled?"

"Keep them and let them be used by the Yang family."

"After all, they are not from the Yang family. Can they be loyal to the Yang family?" Zhong Mingyi, who was sitting across from Yang Yi, expressed his opinion.

Yang Ming glared at Zhong Mingyi irritably.

He was unhappy whenever he saw Zhong Mingyi, especially now.

He was standing under the scorching sun talking to Yang Yi, yet this guy could sit as an equal with Yang Yi.

What right did he have? Just because he was the young master of Dragon Tiger City? Just because he was Yang Yi's foster son?

He was also Yang Yi's foster son; why wasn't he sitting there?

He felt that all this was because Zhong Mingyi had no manners and was too impolite.

Yang Yi let him sit, so he sat, without thinking about his own status and position, or whether he was qualified to sit there.

Yang Yi didn't reply, still smiling at Yang Ming, hoping Yang Ming could give a satisfying answer.

Yang Ming thought carefully and suddenly remembered seeing something similar in a book.

The protagonist in the book gathered these talents together and established a Hall of Seeking Talents; why not follow the example in the book?

He smiled and said, "Why don't we establish a Hall of Seeking Talents and let all those people enter the Hall of Seeking Talents to be used by our Yang family."

"As for whether they will be loyal to the Yang family, that depends on their character. This is not something we can control."

When saying this, he deliberately looked at Zhong Mingyi, intentionally reminding him, "Zhong Mingyi, don't forget, you don't carry the Yang surname either."

Zhong Mingyi shook his head indifferently, took a sip of tea, smacked his lips in delight, and said, "Good tea, good tea."

Yang Ming was so angry he couldn't speak for a long while.

Yang Yi thought Yang Ming's idea was good and told him to establish the Hall of Seeking Talents immediately, which could be considered recruiting troops and buying horses in preparation for dealing with the Zhang Family.

Just as the three were chatting enthusiastically, a Yang family Disciple ran in, panting, and said, "People from the Zhang Family have arrived."

This sentence seemed to strike a nerve with Yang Ming and Zhong Mingyi, and both of them tensed up.

Zhong Mingyi even jumped up directly, "They finally arrived. How many people came? How many strong ones are there?"

The Disciple scratched his head and said uncertainly, "It seems there is only one."

He only saw one Zhang Family member outside the gate, but he didn't know if there were other hidden Zhang Family members, so he didn't give a definitive answer.

Yang Ming said coldly from the side, "Are your eyes blind?"

The Disciple said aggrievedly, "Only one came, but I don't know if there are others."

Yang Ming turned to look at Yang Yi, "Family Head, what do you think? Should we invite him in, or let him stand outside for a while?"

Yang Yi smiled, "Aren't there many people paying attention to this matter now? Let him wait outside for a while, and let everyone know that the Zhang Family has come."

"After an hour, if he still hasn't left, then invite him in."

The three of them were discussing why only one person from the Zhang Family had come.

The reporting Disciple had already arrived at the gate and said to Zhang Maolin with feigned composure, "Our Family Head said to let you wait here for a while; he will naturally invite you in after he finishes handling his affairs."

"How long do I have to wait?" Zhang Maolin asked, gritting his teeth.

The Disciple thought for a moment, looked at the sky, and said, "Probably an hour or two. If you can afford to wait, then wait; if you can't, then get lost."

"You..." Zhang Maolin said the word 'you', then swallowed the rest of his words.

He didn't want to argue with a gatekeeping Disciple; since he was told to wait, he would wait.

He also wanted the people of Tian Yuan City to know that the Zhang Family had arrived; he wanted to destroy the Yang family single-handedly and restore the prestige of the Zhang Family.

More and more people gathered behind him to watch the excitement, whispering to each other.

"Is this someone from the Zhang Family? Why did only one come?"

"Who is this person?"

"Don't know."

"Coming alone, he must be a strong expert."

"Even a strong expert can't handle a crowd."

"I heard that many people with grudges against the Yang family have come recently; he's probably in danger this time."

"Hey, you Zhang Family person in front, who are you? Can you introduce yourself to us?"

Zhang Maolin looked back at the onlookers and introduced himself seriously, "I am Zhang Maolin of the Zhang Family. Today, I have come alone to destroy the Yang family."

"I know you think I am no match for the Yang family alone, but for a mere Yang family, why would the Zhang Family need anyone else to come?"

"As long as no one helps them, I alone am enough to wipe out the entire Yang family."

He said this not only for the onlookers, but also for others, and especially for the people of the Duobao Pavilion.

As long as the people from the Duobao Pavilion did not intervene, he was confident he could destroy the Yang family.

Not far from Zhang Maolin, on the second floor of a teahouse by the window, Haitang and an old man were looking towards the entrance of the Yang family.

The two were in a position where they could see everything happening at the Yang family's gate.

With their senses, they could clearly see the people and objects in the distance, and the sounds could not escape their ears.

"Is this a reminder?" The old man shook his head with a trace of mockery, picked up an engraved cup, took a sip of tea, and said, "I think what he said makes quite a lot of sense."

"Helping the Yang family to obtain that treasure before was one thing, but this time, there's no reason to, right?"