The two old members of the Xia family supported each other, leaving Yang Street without once looking back.
Xia Canghai awoke from a dream and hurriedly followed the two elders. Xia Yihang said, "We are fine. Canghai, go find Xuanming quickly!"
Xia Canghai hastily flew away.
Not long after, Xia Canghai, Xia Yihang, Xia Min, and Xia Xuanming arrived at the study in the Xia residence. Xia Min forced himself to sit down, seeing the Later Memorial on Sending Out the Troops copied by Xia Xuanming on the desk.
Of all things difficult to pacify, matters are the hardest.
For some reason, these characters appeared so glaring.
"These people, what kind of background do they actually have?"
Fear was revealed in Xia Yihang's eyes as he muttered, "Why have I never heard of such a group of people before? Their strength, I'm afraid, is not inferior even to the ancestors!"
"They should be corrupted rogue immortals."
Xia Min pondered for a moment and said, "I once heard that seven hundred years ago, a genius disciple appeared within the Xia family. His aptitude was outstanding, but because he was the son of a secondary wife, he was not valued. This person later left the Xia family and became a rogue immortal. The Xia family master at the time had a grudge with him, and later this person returned to take revenge, heavily injuring the master and avenging the humiliation of that year. Another hundred years passed, and the master passed away. He came to offer condolences, his appearance identical to when he had left, showing not the slightest sign of aging. Another two hundred years passed, and someone saw him in Qingzhou, claiming to be a rogue immortal. In the centuries since, quite a few members of the Xia family have