Old Xu nodded, his eyes fixed on the window as though he were recalling something.
"Your father passed away early, and you had that sort of temperament.
"So I kept you by my side. Now, it seems it's time to let you go."
Old Xu felt a trace of reluctance, but also some relief.
"I...
..."
The middle-aged man wanted to say something more, but Old Xu cut him off.
"Go back and make preparations. Head to Blue Island as soon as possible. Not only does Xiao Hang need you there, that little brat has been causing trouble day after day as well.
"Once you get there, make sure to protect him. As long as he doesn't do anything too outrageous, help me look after him.
"After all, that boy hasn't had it easy.
"A child from a fishing village who made it this far—it hasn't been easy.
"And he still has to guard against so many arrows shot from the shadows. Sigh!"
At this point, Xu Hang let out a long sigh.
Lan Family Villa.
"What did Xu Hang say?"
Lan Xianghui frowned as he looked at his daughter's gloomy expression.
"He told me to tell you not to use Ye Yuan as your ticket into the Xiao Family."
Lan Xin stared straight at her father's face, hoping to find an answer in the changes in his expression.
Just as Lan Xianghui was about to press for more details, the phone on the table suddenly rang.
The moment he saw the caller ID, Lan Xianghui's expression changed drastically.
But no matter how unwilling he was to take the call, he had no choice but to pick it up.
At that moment, Lan Xianghui's face had gone pale, and even the hand reaching for the phone could not stop trembling.