The crowd looked up towards the doorway as they heard a sound, and saw Qi Yuan and his two sons approaching slowly.
Fu Beichen walked in front, with Qi Yuan and Qi Xiu one step behind him. Their arrival made the spacious council hall suddenly feel cramped, even the air seemed to become thin.
"Elder brother." Fu Si Zhou and Fu Sibo quickly stood up to greet them, and Fu Haolin and Fu Jinhan also respectfully said: "Uncle."
Fu Beichen nodded, then looked at the old master in the main seat, "Father."
"Hmm." Old Master Fu responded haughtily, but his eyes still scrutinized Fu Beichen several times.
Everyone on the scene showed different expressions. Fu Haolin's gaze flickered as he scanned everyone, his gaze darkened slightly when he saw the imposing Qi Yuan.
Since childhood, the person he hated most was Qi Yuan.
And not just him, he believed many others hated him too.
As the eldest grandson of the Fu family, Qi Yuan was born a prodigy.
