Chapter 1587: How Dare You Impersonate My Father

When he first arrived in Youming Prefecture, the Peak of the Jiesheng Realm was indeed very strong for Xiao Fan, and could even be said to be an existence beyond his reach.

But now… hehehe, they are all just little brothers.

Xiao Fan looked coldly at the Ancestor of the Zhao Family.

"Cough… Xiao Fan, what is wrong with you?"

The Ancestor of the Zhao Family felt very uncomfortable under Xiao Fan's gaze and waved his hands hurriedly.

Xiao Fan exhaled: "I want to see Zhao Yanfu."

"That is only natural, follow me…" The Ancestor of the Zhao Family said with a chuckle.

"Old Ancestor… um, Zhao Bin was captured by Xiao Fan." The Head of the Zhao Family said hurriedly.

"Zhao Bin?" The Ancestor of the Zhao Family was taken aback, then he thought for a moment, shook his head: "We will talk about it later, as long as he isn't dead, that's fine!"

"This… alright."

The Head of the Zhao Family and the Elders of the Zhao Family looked at each other.

Since the Old Ancestor had spoken, what else could they do?

"It won't be long before he dies."

At this moment, Xiao Fan interjected indifferently.

He was truly grinding the Face of the Zhao Family into the dirt!!

He didn't give them any Face at all!

The Head of the Zhao Family and the group of Zhao Family Elders did not say a word, but their expressions were very ugly. However, the Ancestor of the Zhao Family chuckled and said: "This… let him die then!"

Xiao Fan exhaled. He couldn't be bothered to waste words with them now; he would see Zhao Yanfu and his son first.

"This way, come."

The Ancestor of the Zhao Family led the way, and Xiao Fan followed him into the air.

Chiyue Lianshang followed closely behind.

Before leaving, Wei Zhongshan said with disdain: "A bunch of ingrates!"

He felt indignant on Xiao Fan's behalf.

After leaving these words behind, Wei Zhongshan took to the air and followed.

The Head of the Zhao Family and the Elders of the Zhao Family looked extremely livid…

"You…"

By the time they wanted to speak, Wei Zhongshan had already disappeared from view.

…

The main residence of the Zhao Family.

In a remote little courtyard.

"Hey… ya… kill!"

A young boy was holding an iron sword, practicing sword techniques.

Although he was young, his strength was astonishing.

This iron sword weighed at least several dozen jin, but it was being swung by the young boy with such force that it whistled through the air, and every move was very disciplined!

"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"

"It is right here, in that little courtyard." The Ancestor of the Zhao Family led Xiao Fan to the sky above the main residence of the Zhao Family.

After Zhao Yanfu's great-grandfather died, she had moved here with the child.

Xiao Fan was still far away, but he recognized the young boy swinging the iron sword below at a glance.

The boy looked seventy percent like him, and a feeling of Bloodline connection welled up from his heart…

"Son…"

Xiao Fan murmured, unable to hide the excitement on his Face, but at the same time, he felt deep anger.

This courtyard… was very dilapidated.

Perhaps it was nothing to ordinary people.

But this was the Zhao Family.

One of the Five Great Families of Youming Prefecture.

The environment of this courtyard was far inferior to other courtyards in the Zhao Family, and it was not even as good as the places where the servants lived!

Xiao Fan looked coldly at the Ancestor of the Zhao Family: "I will settle this account with you later."

As his voice fell, Xiao Fan's figure disappeared, and he entered the courtyard below.

Chiyue Lianshang and Wei Zhongshan stood in the Void Realm… neither of them followed.

The Ancestor of the Zhao Family looked helpless.

He had probed Xiao Fan's Realm.

The terrifying aura Xiao Fan had released at the city gate just now had even made him tremble with fear.

He had never even felt such terrifying oppression from the Demon Emperor or the Imperial Ancestor!

This Xiao Fan had completely grown up.

"I will explain later…"

The Ancestor of the Zhao Family sighed, then his expression became excited.

If he was not mistaken.

The Zhao Family might be saved!!

Even the Human Race of Youming Prefecture might be saved!!!

…

The young boy was very serious about swinging his sword. Although he was very young, his Bloodline energy was very vigorous and flourishing, and there was an unstoppable sharpness in his eyes.

Xiao Fan appeared silently and stood to the side. He lowered his aura, so it was impossible for the young boy to notice him.

Seeing his son for the first time, Xiao Fan was overcome with excitement, but he did not know how to speak.

After a long while, Xiao Fan finally squeezed out a sentence: "You, are you playing with a sword?"

"Ah?" The young boy was startled, and the iron sword in his hand hit the ground with a "bang", making a crisp sound.

The young boy looked in the direction of the sound in a panic…

And saw a man wearing a white robe with handsome features smiling at him.

He had never seen this person before… but he looked somewhat familiar.

He looked a bit like the portrait of his father that his mother had shown him.

But a portrait was not a real person after all!

The young boy was too young to recognize Xiao Fan's identity at all.

"You, who are you!"

The young boy shouted, hurriedly stooping to pick up the iron sword, and looked at Xiao Fan with vigilance.

"Me?" Xiao Fan smiled: "I am your father."

Watching his own son point a sword at him, this feeling was quite interesting.

"What?"

"I am your father."

"You are my father?"

"Yes, I am your father."

The young boy was surprised for a moment, then became even more vigilant: "My mother said that my father went to a very far place and won't be back for the next few years, or even more than ten years. You are lying to me!!"

Xiao Fan was stunned. Why did Zhao Yanfu tell the child these things?

The more the young boy thought about it, the angrier he became… someone dared to impersonate his father!!

"You, you… how dare you impersonate my father… I will fight you to the death!!"