Qin Yu frowned. He could not understand as he hesitated before saying, “Have you recognized the wrong person?”

Stiffening, Yang Qianren did not hesitate as he fell to the ground in a kneel. There was a ‘plop’. “Lord, please have mercy, if not, I will die!”

He kowtowed heavily and did not move. 

It seemed like his identity had been revealed. Was it because of the name ‘Qin Yu’? Looking at Yang Qianren, Qin Yu thought before saying, “Are you from the East Marshal Yang Family?”

Knocked out!

With this, he was definitely right. 

Yang Qianren spoke respectfully, “I am Yang Qianren, my father is Yang Wudi.”

Qin Yu nodded, “You didn’t know so it is not your fault.”

Yang Qianshan was slightly shocked before delight flooded his face. He wanted to uphold his reputation and his father was the same. 

Everyone stared. With just this sentence, everything was solved. 

“Thank you Lord, thank you Lord!”

Yang Qianren got up and backed away into Songtao Pavilion. He did not want to be in the way and he was at least aware of this. 

Rourou lifted her hand and tapped Jiang Zhiyue, “Little brat, you cannot move.”

Yang Qianren lifted his hand and slapped himself before behaving respectfully to Jiang Zhiyue, “Lady Jiang, wherever you go next time, I will stay far far away!”

“Get lost.”

As if receiving a pardon, Yang Qianren quickly left. 

The silence in Songtao Pavilion got heavier. 

Yang Fanshan could not help but stare in shock and bewilderment. 

Rourou looked over and...