I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!

This separation lasted for more than a decade.

Chen Yuan couldn't accept this Zhou Tiance, feeling as if the Zhou Family blood in his veins had run dry and lost connection.

He walked slowly outward, the newly lit candles around him making his silvery-white hair glow dazzlingly, as if enveloped in a silver brilliance, making his figure appear lonely and cold.

Chen Ke silently watched him leave the ancestral hall, watched him cross the pond and exit the rear courtyard, his aged face couldn't help but fill with worry.

He didn't know if it was right to speak of the past at this time, but he was clear that he could no longer let the Old Marquis act recklessly.

Otherwise, not only Miss Wan Yi and Mr. Yuan, but even he, who had diligently served the Zhou Residence for over a decade, would see all his loyalties worn away.

Although he knew that Zhou Tiance's transformation stemmed from the battle at Beixiong Pass, many years had passed and the dead were gone; he could not let the living continue to wallow in sorrow.

After a long time, Chen Ke sighed.

The quiet sigh echoed around the ancestral hall, making the candles flicker incessantly, and seemingly joining with several other sighs.

Chen Ke glanced once more, then left the ancestral hall and closed the door, pondering the whereabouts of the Old Marquis.

"Master, I hope you do not repeat your mistakes..."

...

Time passed unknowingly.

Chen Yuan, appearing dazed, came to Fengtong Street, his expression dark as he looked at the red lacquered iron gate identical to that of the Zhou Residence—Chen Residence.

Hesitating for a long time, he stepped forward and grabbed the tiger-head knocker, gently tapping a few times.

"Who goes there?"

When the door opened, an elderly doorman scrutinized Chen Yuan with a somewhat peculiar expression.

"You, you are Mr. Yuan?!"

Chen Yuan nodded, his face expressionless as he walked in.

The doorman snapped to his senses, quickly running towards the inside of the mansion, simultaneously shouting:

"Mr. Yuan has returned to the residence! Mr. Yuan has returned!"

It wasn't long before Chen Taixing, hearing the noise, rushed over. Seeing Chen Yuan with his silvery-white hair, he was momentarily stunned then hurriedly greeted:

"Great nephew, why didn't you notify us in advance of your return, so I could have come to receive you."

Chen Yuan looked at Chen Taixing who seemed older than he remembered and squeezed out a smile: "Second Uncle."

He was equally familiar with this Second Uncle. So many years had passed, yet he seemed unchanged, still as sloppy as ever.

"Ah," Chen Taixing laughed and called out, patting his shoulder, "Not bad, not bad, much sturdier than when you left home."

"Taixing, who has come back?" Chen Lide's voice emerged from the main hall, slightly authoritative.

"Uncle, it's little Yuan, come out and see!"

Amid Chen Taixing's loud shout, both the immediate and extended family members of the Chen Residence came out.

Hearing this, Chen Lide quickly walked out, his gaze falling on Chen Yuan's silvery-white hair, but without asking anything, he directly said:

"Good to have you back, good to be home, haha, just the other day the old lady was still mentioning you."

"Specifically instructed the servants to memorize the portraits of you and Yi Er, now it seems Lao Yang remembered them quite clearly, take a reward."

The doorman Lao Yang gratefully accepted, "Thank you, Third Master!"

Chen Lide waved his hand, indicating for him to leave first, clearing space for the other elders or juniors to gather around Chen Yuan.

"Yuan Er, your mother will be so happy to know you're back."

"Pity the old master isn't in the mansion, otherwise he would definitely have arranged a grand banquet to celebrate."

"Damn Demon Court, no earlier or later, but had to move south during the festival, when Mr. Yuan and Young Master Yi were barely back."

"Yes..."

This familiar warmth lightened the melancholy in Chen Yuan's heart, he greeted the people around him following his memory.

Seeing his restraint, Chen Lide waved those around to leave.

"Enough now, Yuan Er has just returned to the mansion, there will be plenty of time to mingle later, let's disperse."

Seeing this, Chen Taixing pulled Chen Yuan towards the backyard, still laughing:

"Big brother isn't here; he was sent by the Holy Emperor to Beizhi to guard against the Demon Court's southern attack on Beixiong Pass."

"Your second mother isn't here either, she went back to her family home to visit."

"Now, in the entire rear mansion, besides your mother, there's only the old lady, don't forget to visit her later."

Chen Yuan nodded, "Thanks, Second Uncle."

"Family doesn't need to thank," Chen Taixing stated broadly: "We've heard about your affairs outside, nothing that happened should bother you now that you're home."

"We, your big brother and I, won't let anyone unjustly bully you."

Chen Yuan was stunned, "Second Uncle is serious?"

"Absolute Blade," Chen Taixing pointed at his silvery-white hair:

"The rumors from the Martial World reached our house, we all know you were tricked by those unworthy Taoists from Wuliang Mountain."

"If I weren't tied up, I'd already have joined Big Brother in marching to Wuliang Mountain!"

"That damned Absolute Saber Inheritance, demanding you abandon all emotion and reason, our Chen Family will not let them off!"

Chen Yuan fell silent, managing to squeeze out a smile, "Second Uncle, I appreciate the thought, I will explain this matter to father."

With Duke Wu'an Mansion's influence, let alone flattening Wuliang Mountain, entering it could mean total annihilation.

"Alright, we have long days ahead," Chen Taixing smiled, "first go see your mother."

Chen Yuan nodded and walked directly towards the largest courtyard in the backyard.

It was still the same as when he left as a child, from the main hall one had to pass through a long corridor, on both sides were lotus ponds.

Whether summer or winter, the lotus flowers on the ponds would never wither, it seemed that below was an Array maintaining the blooming period.