This is an invitation, and on it are written the three words "Invitation Card." The formal recipients of this invitation are Zhou Yan's parents and his sisters, Zhou Ying and Zhou Qian.
"Brother Zhou Ying, Zhou Ying, have we met before?"
Zhou Yan furrowed his brow, a knot of doubt tightening in his heart.
However, no matter how much he thought, he couldn't recall anything. So, he shook his head, put away the invitation, and said to the guard, "I understand. Tell your family head that Zhou Yan accepts the invitation."
He didn't agree immediately but feigned a moment of thought before deciding to attend the feast.
Upon hearing this, the guard's face lit up with joy and he said, "Young Master Zhou Yan, please rest. We will inform him immediately."
"En, you may go. Do not disturb the other guests."
Zhou Yan said calmly and then returned to his seat.
The guard's expression stiffened for a moment at these words, and then he turned and left.
Zhou Yan paid him no mind, instead focusing his attention on the invitation in his hand.
"An invitation? Heh, I'd like to see what's really going on."
He let out a cold laugh, tore the invitation in his hand to shreds, and watched as it dissolved into powder and vanished into the air.
Meanwhile.
When the referees returned, they spread the news of Zhou Yan tearing up the invitation throughout the entire competition arena.
"What? That Zhou Yan actually tore up the family head's invitation?"
"That kid is too audacious. Who does he think he is, daring to tear up the family head's invitation?"
"This kid won't live to see tomorrow, for sure!"
Hearing that Zhou Yan had torn up the family head's invitation, many people couldn't help but gasp, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Zhou Yan was not only a soul master but also a Spirit King realm existence. If he had truly torn up the family head's invitation, would the family head easily let him off?
Many people began to silently mourn for Zhou Yan.
On the other side, in a luxurious courtyard.
Zhou Yan's father, Zhou Hong, stood in the center of the courtyard, looking at the servants around him and asking in a deep voice, "Where is the family head?"
"The family head is in seclusion. He just woke up not long ago."
A servant said with his head bowed, speaking cautiously, and secretly sighing in his heart.
It was only a matter of time before the family head's cultivation broke through. No matter how talented any individual was, they couldn't maintain a stable realm when the family head was breaking through, and the family head's cultivation would also enter a brand-new level.
Therefore, the family head's win rate in this competition was at least seventy percent, even higher.
"Humph! That bastard Zhou Yan actually dreams of competing with me for the position of clan leader. I'll see how many days he can jump around."
Zhou Hong snorted coldly, but deep within his eyes, a profound trace of dread flickered.
"Father, what are you planning to do next?"
A woman approached him, her beautiful eyes filled with worry as she looked at him.
Hearing this, a ferocious expression surged into Zhou Hong's eyes: "Since he refuses to hand over the Spirit Core obediently, then I will make him disappear from this world forever. I'd like to see who can protect him then!"
The woman breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
She didn't want the family head and Zhou Yan to fall out.
"By the way, did you see Zhou Ying's sister, Zhou Qian?"
"Reporting to the family head, we have not seen her."
Zhou Hong frowned slightly upon hearing this: "Did they not come back together? I wonder where this girl has run off to."
"Family head, don't worry. Both Zhou Ying and Zhou Qian are not weak. They've likely gone out to gain experience."
An elder said respectfully from the side.
Zhou Hong's brows relaxed slightly upon hearing this, and he said, "Never mind, it's good that they are fine. If they encounter danger, we will send people to help them. I hope they can return safely."
"Yes, family head."
The elder said respectfully after hearing this.
"Alright, you may all withdraw."
Zhou Hong waved his hand.
"Yes, family head."
Seeing this, the servants bowed and then departed. Daifeng Novel.
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Zhou Family Mansion.
"Family head, Zhou Yan has agreed to come to our family to attend the appointment and will lead the Zhou family elites to resist those external forces."
"Good!"
A slightly aged but extremely authoritative voice came out, causing everyone around to tremble involuntarily and quickly lower their heads.
...
Zhou Yan stayed in the family for one night. It wasn't until the next morning that he was awakened by a steward.
"Young Master Zhou Yan, our family head invites you to the Treasure Gathering Pavilion in the north of the city."
Zhou Yan nodded, then got up and dressed.
After putting on his clothes, he walked out of the room and to the outside of the mansion. He then asked the steward, "Are there any good restaurants nearby?"
"The Treasure Gathering Pavilion in the north of the city."
"Good, thank you."
Zhou Yan cupped his hands and smiled, then his figure shot out.
However, he didn't fly for long before arriving at the entrance of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion in the north of the city. At the entrance, many Zhou family disciples had already gathered, each one staring at the pavilion with fervent eyes.
Although they were not direct disciples of the Zhou family, because they were all collateral disciples of the Zhou family, they could participate in various competitions of the Zhou family, so they cherished such opportunities.
"Eh? That kid actually came?"
"It seems he's also interested in this competition, hehe..."
"Then we must seize the opportunity to make that little bastard lose thoroughly!"
Zhou Yan's appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people, and soon, someone started discussing him with a schadenfreude expression.
Zhou Yan naturally heard these discussions, a slight smile played on his lips, revealing a devilish grin. Then he lifted his foot and walked directly towards the interior of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion.
He wanted to see what gave these people the audacity to mock him and insult him.
"Humph! All of you shut your mouths, otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Zhou Yan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head, his eyes as cold as ice, looking at everyone. His gaze was as sharp as a blade, making everyone's hearts palpitate.
"Young Master Zhou Yan, please don't misunderstand. We merely feel that you are still young and might find it difficult to control the might of our Zhou family. Therefore, we specifically advised the family head to tell you not to underestimate your opponents and to act with caution."
"Yes, Young Master Zhou Yan, please don't blame us subordinates. After all, we are just following orders. We hope you don't take offense."
"..."
Seeing this, the people around them quickly began to explain.
However, Zhou Yan didn't buy it at all. Instead, he coldly shouted, "All of you get lost, or don't blame me for being impolite."
"This..."
Upon hearing Zhou Yan's words, everyone's faces immediately turned grim.