"Later, I'll make a trip to Sound Valley." After thinking it over, Xiao Heng still could not guess why Sound Valley wanted to see him. But there was no use overthinking it; he would know once he got there. Perhaps someone from his clan was looking for him.
"If you need anything, feel free to speak up. This old man will support you with all his strength." Noticing the doubt on Xiao Heng's face, Old Yao spoke up.
Xiao Heng shook his head. "It's fine. It probably isn't anything bad. I'll handle it myself."
Old Yao nodded and said no more. Everyone had their own secrets. As long as Xiao Heng did not bring them up himself, he would not pry.
"Ah! There really are too many things to deal with every day. I thought I could rest for a while!" Xiao Heng slumped weakly into his chair. Beside him, Qing Lin smiled at his appearance, then refilled everyone's cups with hot tea.
"Oh, and there's this!" As Old Yao spoke, he took out a black jade invitation from his Storage Ring. Mysterious runes were etched upon it, giving off enigmatic energy fluctuations. It was merely an invitation, but to certain people, it was a treasure.
"The Ancient Clan's emblem...!" The moment Xiao Heng saw the mysterious runes on the invitation, he recognized where it had come from.
Old Yao was not surprised to hear Xiao Heng mention the Ancient Clan. He knew this young man was extremely mysterious. He had even suspected that this disciple might have come from one of the Ancient Races. But upon further thought, that seemed unlikely. Up to now, aside from certain things, Xiao Heng had not displayed much that was connected to those Ancient Races.
"Since you know, I won't say much more.