Full-time Creation Master

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Imperial City!

Fan Family of Hongfeng Mountain!

In the heart of the capital city, where land is incredibly valuable, there is a hill called Red Maple Mountain, which is 3% natural and 7% man-made, with red maple leaves all year round!

The Fan family mansion atop the mountain now resembles a celestial palace floating in the clouds, its vermilion walls inlaid with gilded patterns.

Every three feet along the wall stands a jade-carved auspicious beast, its mouth holding a luminous pearl that glows with a warm light even in broad daylight.

The plaque above the main gate that reads "Fan Mansion" is carved from a single piece of the highest grade of Hetian jade.

The frame was wrapped with gold thread, and the pearl curtains hanging on both sides of the plaque were over ten feet long.

When the wind blows, it makes a crisp, tinkling sound, a natural sonic magic, like celestial music.

The pavilions and towers in the Fan family mansion are all made of white marble, and gilded bells hang under the eaves.

The artificial lake in the courtyard shimmered with azure light, and its bottom was covered with glowing fluorite, resembling a celestial palace.

Even the corridors connecting the pavilions are covered with red velvet carpets, and bronze crane lamps are placed on both sides, with thousand-year-old sandalwood burning in their wicks. The smoke rises in wisps, condensing into ethereal clouds in the morning light.

If Mount Mupang gives people a feeling of cold solemnity amidst ice and snow, then the Fan Family Old Courtyard gives people a feeling of extreme luxury and decadence!

Old Mrs. Fan's bedroom was so luxurious that it resembled a heavenly palace.

The level-four material Soul-Suppressing Rosewood Bed is draped with nine layers of cloud brocade curtains, on which a hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix are embroidered with gold thread.

Each bird's feathers were so lifelike that they shimmered under the light of the luminous pearls inside the hall.

Two jade screens, each as tall as a person, were placed at the head of the bed. The screens were carved with the scenery of Penglai Island, and amidst the swirling clouds and mist, one could see jade-carved immortals and cranes.

The floor was covered with an expensive cashmere carpet, which felt as soft as a cloud when you stepped on it.

At the four corners of the hall stood gilded dragon pillars, with crystal lamps held in the mouths of the golden dragons coiled around the pillars. The light refracted through the crystals, creating a seven-colored halo that shone on the rare treasures filling the hall—jade ruyi, golden Buddha statues, agate ornaments, each a top-tier magical artifact with both aesthetic and practical value, each priceless, making the hall resemble a heavenly treasure trove.

"Is this the flawless result of your calculations?"

Grandma Fan sat on the mahogany bed, her full head of silver hair tied up with a gold hairpin inlaid with pearls. She wore a brocade robe embroidered with phoenixes. Even though her face was ashen, her noble demeanor was still undeniable.

The cane in her hand was made of thousand-year-old sandalwood, with a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon's egg inlaid at the top. She slammed it heavily on the cashmere carpet. "I told you to fight fair and square. Who taught you to use these underhanded tricks?"

Now that barbarian is about to block the door, and you're coming to apologize?

A group of people were kneeling in front of the bed.

Fan Zhenhai, the current head of the Fan family, was slightly overweight. He wore a purple brocade robe embroidered with dragon patterns and a jade belt around his waist. His face, which had been pampered for many years, was full of panic.

He swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice, "Ancestor, how was I supposed to know the Mu family didn't intervene!"

Guo Mingyuan assured me, "His niece is the 18th concubine of the second elder of the Mu family; the information is absolutely accurate," and that's why I believed the Bai family!

"Fan Zhenhai, you're spouting nonsense!"

Guo Mingyuan, the head of the Guo family (the maternal family of Old Madam Fan), suddenly looked up, his tall and thin body swaying.

His shoulders, hidden beneath the dark blue robe, were taut. "My niece only said that the Mu family has objections to Mu Ningxue, whom Chu Ming is supporting, but she didn't say she would help the Bai family!"

"It was your own greed that led you to set your sights on the Bai family's three thousand-year-old ginseng kings, dragging me into signing the guarantee, and now you're trying to shift the blame onto me!"

"I'm greedy?" Fan Zhenhai jumped up and down in a panic, lifting the hem of his brocade robe. "You, Guo Mingyuan, didn't take any benefits?"

"You used to flaunt that quasi-heavenly-grade Soul Transformation Bottle that the Bai family gave you in front of us every day, why don't you mention it anymore?"

Grandma Fan slammed her cane down again, making the carpet fibers tremble: "Enough!"

"It seems you've all been ignoring what this old lady said!"

"What did I say?"

"Keep a close eye on things, check carefully, keep a close watch... Chu Ming, if you find any errors..."

You guys are so concerned with social etiquette and reciprocity?

Are they also using the multi-layered subcontracting approach?

Fan Zi'ang, a grandson of the Fan family, shrank his neck. His hair was tied up with a jade crown, but he was no longer as arrogant as before: "Grandpa, your grandson really doesn't know the intricacies of this matter!"

I only accepted it because Uncle Fan Zhenhai said it was fine.

Moreover, all I had to do was invite a few people, have a meal, and make a few friends. This had never been a problem before!

Who knew something like this would happen!

"Shut up!" Fan Zhenhai turned and glared at him, his chest heaving with anger.

Guo Yuchen, a grandson of the Guo family, also became anxious. His pink brocade robe was covered in dust, and he tugged at the hem of his robe to protest, "I am more wronged, Ancestor!"

It was Grandpa Guo Mingyuan who asked me to attend the banquet at the Bai family's house, saying, "If you go there, you can get to know the Mu family, which will make things easier for you in the future."

I ate a few dishes and drank two glasses of wine.

I fell asleep and didn't hear anything!

I ate a few dishes and drank two glasses of wine.

I fell asleep and didn't hear anything!

That Soul Demon Short Sword was forced upon me by my third uncle's family; I didn't want to accept it!

"You little brat, you still dare to argue!" Guo Mingyuan was so angry that his face turned pale. He pointed at Guo Yuchen and said, "When you came back, you told me, 'The Liu family is so generous. The sword they gave you is really beautiful.' Now you're saying you 'don't want to accept it'?"

If I'd known you were so irresponsible, I shouldn't have brought you along!

"I was just young and ignorant!" Guo Yuchen's eyes reddened, and tears fell onto the carpet. "The spiritual tools that Brother Fan Ziang collected are much more expensive than my sword. Why are you only blaming me?"

He also went to the Bai family and took three bottles of high-level magic potions. Ancestor, you can ask him about it!

"Guo Yuchen, don't talk nonsense!" Fan Ziang's face turned red with anxiety. "I bought that potion with my own pocket money, it wasn't a gift from the Bai family! Don't try to smear me!"

"........."

"That's enough!"

Grandma Fan was so angry that her face turned red, her chest heaved violently, and her brocade robe swayed slightly with her breathing.

He couldn't catch his breath, his body swayed violently, and he almost fell off the bed.

"You bunch of useless trash!"

They're all just fighting amongst themselves, and when something happens, they always try to distance themselves from the situation!

My Fan and Guo families once possessed four renowned forbidden spells in the previous generation!

How come the next generation is like you...?

What did I tell you back then?

"Ancestor!"

Everyone gasped in surprise.

Fan Ruoxue, the granddaughter of the Fan family, quickly stepped forward to support her, and the orchid pattern on her pale yellow dress rubbed against her brocade robe.

Tears welled up in her eyes: "Grandmother, please don't be angry, it's all their fault!"

If you get sick from anger, if... then the Fan family will be truly finished!

or……

"How about I ask Yu Feng to find Chu Ming and tell him that the eldest master and second master... know they were wrong and are willing to apologize?"