From Xia Yunxuan's expression, everyone knew the problem was probably serious. Otherwise, it would not have left the Old Household Head's face as deathly pale as that.
Xia Qingping knew Xia Yunxuan was already on the verge of erupting. He immediately went over to receive him and whispered something to him.
Xia Yunxuan's expression eased somewhat, but when he looked at me, there was still a hint of doubt and puzzlement in his eyes.
As the Nine Tripod Society's Third Elders, Xia Yunqi and Xia Yunyan went over as well. Their expressions were solemn as they began asking about the situation above.
When the three big shots were speaking, the juniors naturally couldn't come near. A dozen or so younger men and women of the Xia family stood to one side, waiting for the three elders to come up with a countermeasure. But when they looked at me, they clearly regarded me as an outsider.
"Yitian, go back and rest first. You've been in the mountains these past few days, so you probably haven't slept well, have you? Rest easy for now. I'll shoulder whatever happens first. We'll talk about the rest when you wake up." Xia Qingping comforted me.
A trace of warmth rose in my heart. I didn't know whether Xia Qingping was genuinely this kind or merely putting on an act, but I wasn't made of stone. Each time he comforted me, the thick layer of ice around my heart melted a little more.
"All right, I'll go back first. Call me if anything happens. I've seen that tripod, but I really didn't do anything to it." I emphasized the point. I truly hadn't done anything, but the Old Ancestor seemed not to know what had happened either. That was strange. Could feng shui really turn bad