“You’re finally back, Qi’er!”

The sight of his son caused all sorts of feelings to well up in Yang Zhan’s heart. Yang Qi was famous now, and was making his way in the world, bringing honor to the clan ancestors, and even earning rewards from the Sage Ancestor Dynasty.

The Yang Clan was now the number one clan amongst all the cities for thousands of kilometers in all directions.

And all of the aristocratic clans had bent the knee, and had provided military forces to serve the Yang Clan. As of now, the clan was the ruler of the entire area, and Yang Zhan was the king.

The only thing that was lacking was a proper name for the nation that Yanhaven had become.

“Third Brother!”

Even as Yang Qi was offering formal greetings to his father, Yang Yunchong and Yang Hualong rushed out.

“Eldest Brother. Second Brother.” Laughing happily, he hurried forward and embraced his brothers.

Waving his hand at the nearby soldiers, Yang Zhan said, “Cancel the night curfew; we’ll have three days of feasting to welcome my son home. Arrange for fireworks, and distribute medicinal...