Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they immediately dared not speak!
So Wen Haishan did not know that one of his grandsons had severed ties with Zhenbei King Manor?
Xiao Zhentian looked grave, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead. He had been the one to strike Xiao Chen's name from the family register. If Wen Haishan held him accountable, he might not be able to bear the consequences!
"Senior Wen, let's speak once we return to the manor!"
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Wen Wanrong stepped forward to smooth things over. Yet she did not address Wen Haishan as Father, only as Senior Wen.
The crowd dispersed.
Wen Haishan's face darkened slightly as he followed Wen Wanrong toward the city.
At his age, with strength, prestige, status, and spiritual treasures all within reach, what he cared about most was nothing more than family affection.
He had thought both grandsons would come to welcome him today. He had not expected one to be missing.
It left a bitter taste in his heart.
After Wen Haishan entered the city, countless citizens poked their heads out from every corner, from their windows at home, and from the streets and alleyways to steal glances at him.
They had long heard that an immortal-like great figure would be arriving in Barren North City today.
Though the main street had been cleared and Zhenbei King Manor guards stood along both sides, and though the city lord had repeatedly ordered that the honored guest must not be disturbed, they still could not resist coming out to look.
"Is that an immortal? He looks pretty much like an ordinary person!"
"I think that old man in black robes has more bearing. He looks more like an expert!"
"You fool! Don't you see who's walking in front and who's