824: Chapter 813: The New Family Head 824: Chapter 813: The New Family Head The streets of Zang City were silent in the dead of night.
Teng Huayang walked along, followed by Teng Zhong.
The two strolled slowly, heading toward the Yunteng Family residence.
Breathing the air of Zang City once more was an emotional experience for both Teng Huayang and Teng Zhong.
It was as though they had narrowly escaped death—because they indeed almost had.
However, this return to Zang City did not bring them much joy.
From the details Ning Fan had disclosed, they already knew that many things had happened within the Yunteng Family during their absence.
As they drew closer to the family home, their pace quickened.
Soon, they arrived at the Yunteng Family estate.
“Who are you?
Don’t you know this is Yunteng territory?!”
Due to the dim light, the gatekeeper failed to recognize Teng Huayang and Teng Zhong, instinctively blocking their path.
Teng Huayang furrowed his brows, instinctively glaring at the gatekeeper, while Teng Zhong swiftly pushed him aside.
“Huayang Young Master?!”
The gatekeeper immediately recognized Teng Huayang, and the next second his face turned pale.
Everyone knew the consequences of offending Teng Huayang.
Still, to his surprise, Teng Huayang did not purse the matter.
Without any further obstructions, Teng Huayang strode into the Yunteng Family’s main hall.
At this moment, the Yunteng Family residence still carried an air of grief.
Teng Huayang was unaware that the funeral for the Second Elder had ended only two days prior, and there was now yet another new addition to the ancestral tablets.
“Why aren’t you notifying anyone yet?
Huayang Young Master has returned!”
Teng Zhong stopped a servant and ordered him.
The Yunteng Family seemed much emptier, almost as though many people were missing.
Along the way, the two saw almost no one.
The servant, seeing it was Teng Zhong and hearing that Teng Huayang had returned, wore a somewhat strange expression but still nodded and went to deliver the news.
Teng Zhong watched the departing servant in confusion.
There was something wrong with that man’s expression—it was as if Teng Huayang’s return was not a good thing.
Before Teng Zhong could ponder further, Teng Huayang rushed over anxiously and demanded, “Why haven’t I seen anyone?!”
The emptiness was overwhelming.
It was colder and quieter than before.
Even though the atmosphere had always been oppressive, it had never been this desolate!
Teng Huayang didn’t understand why it felt as though the household had lost so many people.
Thinking of the strange servant, Teng Zhong reassured him, “Young Master, don’t worry.
I’ve already sent someone to notify them; someone should be here to greet us soon!”
“Really…?”
Teng Huayang, somewhat dazed, sat in the main hall and propped his head on his hand, lost in thought.
As time passed, however, no one appeared, and even Teng Zhong began to grow restless.
“What’s going on here?
Why has no one come after all this time?!”
Teng Zhong roared in frustration.
After everything they had gone through to return, not a single person was there to welcome them.
“Stop yelling.
Everyone’s resting,”
a voice drifted in from outside the hall.
Teng Huayang looked up in surprise and saw Teng Bei entering with a somber expression.
“Teng Bei, what on earth is happening?”
Teng Zhong rushed up to him anxiously, desperate to understand the changes that had occurred in the Yunteng Family.
Teng Bei, however, did not respond to Teng Zhong right away.
Instead, he walked over to Teng Huayang and asked, “Huayang Young Master, have you been well?”
“Don’t worry about how I’ve been.
Where is Feiyue?
I’ve brought the antidote for her!”
Teng Huayang’s expression turned cold.
He cared little for anything else and was determined to deliver the antidote to Teng Feiyue as soon as possible.
Hearing that Teng Huayang had come to deliver an antidote, Teng Bei let out a relieved sigh—an action immediately caught by Teng Zhong.
Combined with the earlier servant’s reaction, a surge of anger rose in Teng Zhong’s heart.
If his suspicions were correct, Teng Feiyue was likely in power now.
The entire Yunteng Family had become her domain, Teng Bei included.
No wonder that servant had reacted the way he did.
Teng Huayang’s return was indeed problematic in certain ways.
There could only be one family head, and Teng Huayang was the rightful successor.
Had it not been for these unexpected events, Teng Feiyue would never have assumed the position of family head.
“Teng Bei, do you think we’ve come to stage a robbery?!”
Unable to contain his anger, Teng Zhong stormed over, grabbed Teng Bei by the collar, and roared.
“You misunderstand…”
“I misunderstand?
Misunderstand what?
Huayang Young Master returned without any thought of seizing power!
He endured every hardship just to bring the antidote for Miss Feiyue.
What was with your reaction earlier?
Explain yourself!”
“I…” Teng Bei lowered his head, a guilty expression spreading across his face.
“Explain yourself!
If you can’t, then regardless of our brotherhood, I’ll take your damn head myself!”
Seeing Teng Bei hesitate, unsure of how to reply, Teng Zhong’s fury flared again.
He looked at Teng Bei with eyes full of disappointment, as if wishing to strike him down then and there.
“Enough!”
Teng Huayang shouted sharply, his eyes bloodshot.
“Have you not caused enough trouble?!
Do you want to disgrace us even more?!”
At a time like this, they were still infighting.
If not for extenuating circumstances, Teng Huayang would have dealt with them both himself.
“Teng Bei, take me to Feiyue and give her the antidote.
Do not delay!”
Teng Huayang’s primary concern remained Teng Feiyue.
Although they still had twenty hours before the poison took effect, every moment they saved mattered.
“Miss Feiyue hasn’t slept for three days and nights.
She just managed to fall asleep not long ago.
Young Master, do you really want to wake her up?”
Teng Bei explained.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to lead Teng Huayang to Teng Feiyue; he just genuinely wished for her to rest properly.
“I see…” Teng Huayang’s expression shifted, a mix of frustration and self-reproach.
He sank back into a chair in the main hall, looking at the vast Yunteng estate, his heart filled with discontent.
“Tell me everything, Teng Bei.
What exactly has been going on?”
What had happened to the Yunteng Family in recent times?
Why had the family’s burdens piled entirely upon Teng Feiyue’s shoulders?
And where was his father, Teng Zhuhai?
Teng Huayang had too many pressing questions, all of which needed answers from Teng Bei.
Seeing the desolation in Teng Huayang’s eyes, Teng Bei sighed inwardly.
If it weren’t for all these events, perhaps he too would have sided with Teng Zhong, continuing to see Teng Huayang as the rightful next family head.
But now things were different.
In Teng Bei’s heart, there was only one family head—Teng Feiyue.