"Tu Fu, you and Jinggao will go to Ninth Elder's residence now. See if you can find any hair belonging to Ninth Elder Hu Buding, then bring it to Qingqiu Tomb and use our clan's secret art. Do you understand?"
After standing there in thought for a quarter of an hour, Clan Head Tu Zheng finally issued this command. He then turned to leave, but before stepping out the door, he flicked his hand, sending a streak of azure light flying toward Tu Jinggao.
Though the azure light came swiftly, it was not particularly fast. Tu Jinggao caught it steadily and looked closely, only to find that it was a pill bottle.
"Swallow it, and more than half your injuries will immediately recover." Clan Head Tu Zheng's fading voice drifted in from outside.
As those words entered his ears, a trace of secret ecstasy flashed through Tu Jinggao's eyes.
The order his father Tu Zheng had issued earlier merely meant that he had successfully passed this trial. But this bottle of pills, though it appeared to be simple concern on the surface, actually represented his father's attitude.
His father still trusted and valued him!
His clan uncle Tu Fu had also witnessed this scene. Every member of the Fox Clan was shrewd, and Tu Fu naturally understood Clan Head Tu Zheng's meaning.
"Eldest Son, I offended you just now. Please forgive me!" Tu Fu hurriedly apologized to Tu Jinggao.
"I understand. Clan Uncle was only carrying out Father's orders." Deep down, Tu Jinggao did feel somewhat displeased by what had happened earlier, but he concealed it well.
What happened today had made Tu Jinggao understand that without his father, he was not worth a fart in the Fox Clan.
Perhaps it was time for him to build up his own