Yepong looked towards the crowd and lightly coughed, "As everyone can see… Yenma is a direct-descendant of our Tin family."
The crowd nodded and mutually agreed. The bugs used in the blood-test were specifically reared and there was only 0.001 percent chance of failure. Hence one didn't need to debate whether the blood-test was flawed or not.
Standing behind Yepong, Yenma didn't feel any excitement. He knew this result was obvious. The previous owner of the body was Tin Yesei and was supposed to have been the next family head. So Yenma was never nervous in the first place. He wanted to try cultivating that's why he just played along with the crowd.
Yepong then came forth and tried to place back the small red bug back into the glass-container, as he did, he noticed that the bug struggled to not let go of Yenma's hand. Yepong was shook but he didn't show it on his face as he quickly placed the bug back into the container.
The way he now looked at Yenma was slightly different, even Yenma couldn't notice this change.
"Yenma the guards will lead you to your resting quarters, you no longer have to live in the quarters meant for the guests. You will be assigned your own courtyard and servants to serve you." Yepong said as he handed a bronze-colored token to Yenma, on the token there was a beautiful picture of a crane soaring above the skies inscribed and behind it there were two words deeply engraved: "Tin Yenma."
Looking at those words, Yenma didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. It was evident that Yepong had already first handedly prepared the token as if he knew Yenma was definitely from the Tin family.
"This token...ahem*...", Yenma didn't know what to say.
"This token is only given to the direct-descendants of the Tin family. You rightfully deserve it. Take some rest and let the guards escort you back. Tomorrow I will introduce you to a certain someone.", Yepong replied.
Yenma then took his leave as he also wanted to check out his own private courtyard.
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Tin Family Square.
The crowd had not left as they were not yet dismissed by Yepong.
Yepong looked sternly at the crowd as if in deep thought. He knew that the crowd was also interested in knowing Yenma's origins. After all since Yenma was confirmed to be a direct-descendant, it meant he was either the son of Tin Yesei or Tin Yepong but since Yesei had secluded himself from the world, the crowd naturally thought he was Yepong's son.
Given Yenma's age who seemed to be around his late teens and given Yepong's age… although the crowd didn't show it on the surface but strange lights flashed in their eyes as they looked at Yepong.
How could Yepong miss the slight change in the way the crowd looked at him? He obviously knew what they were thinking.
Yepong coughed with some slight displeasure, "He is Yesei's son."
The silent crowd suddenly burst into uproar. Tin Yesei was a legend 55 years ago. Although Tin Yesei couldn't cultivate, he had left behind a legacy that even some cultivators might not even be able to accomplish what he had done.
Yesei always helped the poor and the needy, he never had the arrogance of someone that belonged to a great family, he was a humble and caring person and was well-received by everyone in the village and it was because of this reason that when the villagers came to know that Yesei's fiancèe was abducted, they felt deep sorrow for him. Some pretty women from the village even went as far as making use of this incident to flirt and try to hit on him as they tried to 'console' him but all this was for naught since Yesei firmly secluded himself away on a lonely mountain.
Now that the crowd came to know Yesei had a son, they were shocked but at the same time they were also an understanding crowd. It was possible that Yesei had come across some pretty woman during his seclusion on the mountain and had easily succumbed to his desires and curiosity about the opposite gender, it was a given since the latter lived a lonely life for decades.
Looking at the crowd nodding their heads in approval, Yepong didn't know whether to laugh or cry but it nevertheless was a good thing since Yenma would easily be accepted into the family.
Tin Ming who sat among the crowd felt conflicted as he tightened up his fists but he didn't say anything.
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Next Morning, Yenma woke up due to the abrupt knocking on the door of his courtyard.
He yawned and got up as he proceeded to open the door, Yepong stood neat and tidily dressed in white as he looked at Yenma who lazily looked back at him.
"Ahem*.... Get properly dressed and ready in few hours. I will bring you to Senior Luang's abode. He will test you out, if you have the talent he will take you in as his disciple and teach you all about cultivation.", Yepong said as he looked right into Yenma's eyes.
Yenma's lazy and dizzy eyes suddenly brightened up.
'Finally! Cultivation! Ahahaha…'