Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 60 Young Master Lin Feng
Young Master Lin Feng?

This is the first time someone has ever called themselves "Young Master"!
This is quite an ironic and funny nickname for Lin Feng, who has lived in the riverside community since childhood!
"Heh!" Lin Feng sneered.

What did this woman call herself when I called her last time?
It seems there isn't a name for them at all.

I didn't even ask his name, I just used the word "you".

And before they could exchange more than a few words, the other party hung up.

Lin Feng's cold laughter was undisguised, his tone filled with mockery and disdain, causing the person on the other end of the phone to pause noticeably, though their tone remained unchanged:
"Young Master Lin Feng, you may call me butler."

Lin Feng remained silent, a hint of hatred flashing in his eyes!
When Lin Feng was five years old, because he was still young, his mother explained his father's departure to him by saying that his father had gone on a business trip.

At that time, Lin Feng still naively harbored fantasies about his father. Longing for his father's love, he once made a phone call to this number.

That was that man's phone call.

But it was this woman who answered the call.

Lin Feng didn't know the woman's name or identity, nor did he know the relationship between the woman and the man.

All he knew was that the other person's voice was cold, like that of an emotionless robot.

After his mother told him the truth, Lin Feng never made that phone call again.

He never imagined he would receive this phone call one day.

"Young Master Lin Feng, have you joined the club?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Lin Feng's tone was also cold.

When confronted with this question, the other party remained calm, without even changing their tone or pace of speech; they were still as composed and indifferent as ever.

"Young Master Lin Feng, the patriarch wishes to bring you back to the family."

"Who is the head of the family?" Lin Feng asked.

To Lin Feng, that man was just a stranger, let alone the head of the Yang family, who was also that man's father.

That patriarch probably has hundreds, even thousands, of grandchildren.

One more of him is not too much, and one of less of him is not too much.

Furthermore, the other party neither answered the call earlier nor later, only preparing to take him back after he entered the Glory Rising Star Ranking.

I really want to bring down such a pragmatic family.

This time, it was the other person who remained silent. He knew Lin Feng was doing it on purpose. After a while, her voice finally came:
"You don't need to rush to join the club. The family can provide you with the Earth Ranking Spirits and resources you want."

"Family? What family?" Lin Feng asked again.

"The Yang family!"

"My name is Lin Feng, and here there is only the Lin clan!"

After saying that, Lin Feng hung up the phone.

Shangjing.

Villa No. 16, Yunwu Mountain.

In a room filled with smoke, a faint incense scent permeated the entire space.

Inside the room, a middle-aged woman who appeared to be in her forties, dressed in black business attire, put down the phone and stood quietly without saying a word.

Sitting in front of her was a robust, burly old man.

"This kid has character."

After a while, the old man chuckled to himself.

As the head of the Glory Clan, this was the first time someone had ignored his status.

And this person turned out to be his own grandson.

Although he had never seen it, nor had he ever admitted it.

"I'm afraid Young Master Lin Feng still harbors resentment towards his family," the middle-aged woman said.

The old man, Yang Qingtian, the head of the Yang clan, nodded:

“It’s normal to complain; it would be fake not to complain, after all, it’s been 13 years.”

It's been 13 years. He has never seen this grandson.

A few days ago, on Awakening Day, he happened to remember to ask a question. At that time, Lin Feng was rated as C-level and was not qualified to be taken back to the family.

Who would have thought that just a few days later, he would cause such a big commotion.

Southern leaves fall in autumn, northern forest wind blows.

These two teenagers from Jiangcheng were the talk of the town even in Beijing.

I've heard that many large corporations and clubs are very interested in them.

"You are Thirteen's butler. Do you know anything about Lin Feng?"

"I don't understand."

"How many of the younger generation in the family have made it onto the Glory Rising Star List?" Yang Qingtian asked.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman replied without hesitation, "Three people have made it onto this list."

“I don’t remember, tell me,” Yang Qingtian asked.

"Yang Lile, a senior at Yunwu No.1 High School, possesses the strength of a first-grade martial artist. He has refined a ninth-order Dark Wolf and has been specially recruited by Great Wall University, ranking 266th on the Glory Rising Star List."

Yang Yun, a junior at Demon Star University, is a fourth-rank martial artist who has refined a ninth-order cyclops. He is a key warrior on the school team and ranks 193rd on the Glory Rising Stars list.

Yang Ningbing, a junior at Hongyun University, is a fourth-rank martial artist. She has refined a Thunder Dragon Beast ranked 93rd on the Earth Ranking. She is a key Thunder Mage on the school team, the head of the combat department, and ranks 42nd on the Glory Rising Star Ranking.

After saying that, Haitang fell silent.

"The Yang family, including some relatives by marriage, has at least tens of thousands of members. Even with the resources of the entire family, only three people were selected."

Yang Qingtian sighed.

These three are the most outstanding geniuses among the younger generation of the clan.

Their exceptional talent is undeniable, but from the day they are born, they have been carefully nurtured by their families, with a great deal of resources spent on them every year.

Now, an illegitimate child with no resources has actually been selected for the Honor Rising Star List.

When he heard the news, he really couldn't believe it.

If it weren't for the somewhat familiar name Lin Feng, he would have completely forgotten about him.

Although Lin Feng is ranked 288th on the Glory Rookie Ranking, which is the last place.

However, as the Glory Professional League's evaluation and analysis suggest, if Lin Feng can refine a ninth-tier demon spirit, he is very likely to enter the top ten of the Glory Rookie Ranking.

By then, he will become a highly sought-after top player in the Glory League.

Such a genius is one of a kind, even within a single clan. Naturally, they should be brought back to the clan; their talent should not be wasted.

“Patriarch, Young Master Lin Feng is clearly still somewhat resistant to the family. Why don’t we ask Young Master Thirteen to speak to him?”

Thirteenth Young Master, also known as Lin Feng's biological father, Yang Qing.

“He’s still on the Divine Martial Continent. The Kaiyuan region has been quite turbulent lately. The key is about to appear, and all five major powers have sent experts to take up positions there. He has to stay there,” Yang Qingtian said.

The middle-aged woman nodded and asked, "Then what should we do?"

"Let's wait and see. If he doesn't feel a sense of belonging to the family, there's no point in bringing him back. He might understand after a while."

Yang Qingtian took a sip of tea and said.

He didn't care about Lin Feng's complaints.

The Yang family, having made outstanding contributions during the great disaster, was specially bestowed the title of "Honorable Family".

Glory is more than just a title.

Once Lin Feng realizes what the clan can offer him, he will likely return to the clan on his own initiative.

Furthermore, whether Lin Feng is actually capable of refining a ninth-tier demon spirit remains a question.

If not, it has little value to the clan.

The Yang family is not lacking in geniuses.

(End of this chapter)