"The Patriarch is summoning me?"
A flicker of surprise crossed Fang Han's mind.
'It's been over half a month since Xiao Chen's challenge. If the Patriarch wanted to see me about that, he would have summoned me long ago. It's hard to guess the reason for this summons now.'
His expression remained impassive as he nodded.
"Please lead the way, Uncle Zhong."
"Young Master, please follow me."
Fang Zhong turned to lead the way, walking at a brisk pace.
After passing through several courtyards, they arrived outside Songtao Pavilion. Fang Zhong stopped at the entrance, bowed, and announced their arrival.
"Patriarch, Young Master Fang Han is here."
"Have him come in."
Fang Lingyuan's deep, steady voice came from inside.
Fang Han straightened his robes and stepped into Songtao Pavilion.
The scent of sandalwood still filled the pavilion, but the atmosphere was slightly different from usual.
