Brother-in-law?
Hearing Ye Xun's form of address, Old Butcher's expression turned strange.
Su Yi had long since grown used to it. He rose from the Rattan Chair and said, "Time waits for no one. Let's go to your Ghost Snake Race's Ancestral Forbidden Ground."
Ye Xun hurriedly said, "Brother-in-law, my Qinghe Nephew wishes to meet you."
Su Yi was taken aback. "Why?"
Ye Xun said somewhat guiltily, "When I spoke with him earlier, I said some flattering things about you, Brother-in-law. It seems... he saw through your identity..."
The corner of Su Yi's lips twitched.
He knew it. With Ye Xun's nature, there was no way he could keep his mouth shut.
"Where is he?"
Su Yi asked.
"Please wait a moment, Brother-in-law."
As Ye Xun spoke, he crushed a secret talisman.
Before long, Ye Qinghe hurried over, wearing an iron crown and carrying a Dao sword on his back.
The moment this Supreme Second Elder of the Ghost Snake Race entered the hall, his expression turned solemn. He respectfully stepped forward, cupped his hands and bowed to Su Yi.
"This junior, Ye Qinghe, greets Senior Su. If I caused any offense earlier in the Ancestral Hall Great Hall, I hope Senior will forgive me!"
His manner was humble to the extreme.
It was no wonder Ye Qinghe acted this way. Back when Su Yi roamed the Netherworld, he had shown the Ghost Snake Race much care because of Little Yezi.
He had also allowed the Ghost Snake Race to firmly join the ranks of the Nether Nine Great Royal Clans.
Even the many forbidden formation powers atop Lotus Terrace Peak had once been reshaped by Su Yi himself!
It was no exaggeration to say that in the eyes of the Ghost Snake Race's older generation, the Xuan Jun Sword