Sun Family
At the same time Mo Hua released his divine sense to probe, inside the most luxurious estate in Qianjia Town, a gaunt middle-aged cultivator with a harsh face suddenly opened his eyes, faint shock crossing his expression.
He frowned and ordered, "Call Ze'er here."
The servant accepted the order and left. Before long, a youth with frivolous brows and eyes walked in and said casually, "Dad, what is it?"
The middle-aged cultivator's surname was Sun, his given name Yi. He was the head of the Sun Family.
This youth's surname was Sun, his given name Ze. He was the Sun Family's direct-line eldest son.
Sun Yi, the head of the Sun Family, frowned and said, "A cultivator is probing with divine sense."
Sun Ze was also surprised. "A Foundation Establishment cultivator?"
Sun Yi nodded. "This divine sense was extremely subtle, and also extremely profound. It swept past lightly. If I hadn't been comprehending formations, with my divine sense concentrated, I might not have noticed it at all."
Inside the carriage, Mo Hua and the eight disciples looked at one another, then all looked toward Mr. Zhuang.
"Say more of that kind of knowledgeable talk!" Sun Ze frowned and scolded. "A real man can bend and stretch. What's wrong with speaking humbly and softly?"
Mo Hua and his senior brother lay on the bed, talking loudly.
"Showing solicitude for no reason..."
Old Kui said faintly again, "What is it?"
"If you need anything, just tell this one. My Sun Family will do our utmost to satisfy you."
One room was for Mr. Zhuang and Old Kui, while the other was for Mo Hua and the eight children.
By rights, that White-Clad Cultivator looked the most like Foundation Establishment, but if I were Foundation Establishment, it should be impossible