After a deep conversation with Ya Fei, Xiao Ze got to meet his second daughter, Xiao Ning, an absolutely adorable little dumpling.
The moment he saw her, he was so delighted he couldn't stop grinning.
During this time, Xiao Ze also got to see his father, Xiao Zhan.
Father and son reunited without the tearful scene he'd imagined. Looking at the son who could now hold up the sky, Xiao Zhan said with satisfaction, "You're back?"
Xiao Ze nodded. His throat bobbed, and a thousand words rose to his lips, but in the end, he said only, "Mm. I'm back."
"Father, I've rebuilt the Xiao Tribe in the Central Plains. I came back this time to take you there and let you enjoy your retirement."
"Wherever my son is, that's where I'll go," Xiao Zhan replied with a smile.
He still remembered how his son had once said he wanted to go out and make his mark. Xiao Zhan had worried about him for quite some time.
After all, the dangers beyond their borders were nothing like the peaceful life within the Jia Ma Empire.
But he knew his son would never settle for an ordinary life. The destruction of the Misty Cloud Sect had already shown that much. What he hadn't expected was that his son would become so accomplished.
In just a few short years, Xiao Ze had gone from the Black-Corner Region to the Central Plains. He had not only unified the Black-Corner Region and founded the Xiao Sect, but also established a clan of their own in the Central Plains, where countless prodigies and deeply rooted forces held sway. The difficulties involved were plain to see.
Xiao Ze nodded. "Over the next few days, I'll build a Space Wormhole leading to the Central Plains. Then our