He walked up to Ye Shijie and gave him a hearty pat on the shoulder, "I've heard about your situation, and on my way here, I heard quite a few people singing your praises. Not bad, you've brought honor to our old Ye Family!"
This man was none other than Ye Shijie's second uncle, Old Master the Second of the Ye Family of Xiangyang, Ye Mingxuan.
Ye Shijie glanced behind Ye Mingxuan, not seeing anyone else, he asked with some doubt, "Second Uncle, how come it's just you? Where's father?"
At this point, Ye Mingxuan's brow furrowed slightly, and the joy he had shown just a moment earlier faded a bit, as he said, "Your grandmother has been in poor health; she passed out at home a few months ago and now needs someone by her side at all times. There has also been some trouble with our business in Xiangyang, not to mention your father, even your third uncle has returned to Xiangyang."
"What?" Ye Shijie was startled, "What happened?"