The Xu Household's Main Hall.
"Brother Zhou, what happened? Why do you look so troubled?" Xu Chuan asked in surprise.
"I went to the Imperial Capital not long ago."
"What for?"
Zhou Qingfang sighed softly. "The Cao Clan sent word that Xuehua was pregnant and wanted to see me."
"I see." Xu Chuan's eyes flickered, his eyelids lowering slightly before he asked, "How is Fairy Xuehua?"
"She is at the Foundation Establishment second layer, and she will give birth in two or three months."
After a pause, Zhou Qingfang continued, "But her complexion looked poor, and she had a bad premonition herself. Besides, Xuehua also said..."
"Speak freely, Brother Zhou. Our households have been friends for decades. I will help wherever I can."
"Xuehua said that if no one came to the Zhou Household with news of her safety after two or three months, it would mean she had met with disaster. She told me to place myself under your Xu Household."
"Surely it won't come to that. Your Zhou Household now has two Foundation Establishment cultivators, and you yourself are at the Foundation Establishment middle stage. You are hardly weak among the fourth-rank aristocratic clans of the various commanderies," Xu Chuan said calmly.
"Yes, that was what I thought as well. Our Zhou Household has a grand formation protecting it, and our disciples are no weaklings either. We are several times stronger than when we destroyed the Su Household.
At the very least, we are stronger than the Feng Household of Cloud Mountain Commandery or the former Wei and Feng Households of Guangling. But..."
Xu Chuan listened in silence.
Watching Xu Chuan's expression, Zhou Qingfang quietly organized his thoughts.
Once, Xu Chuan had needed to study Zhou Qingfang's expression and weigh his words carefully before speaking.
Now their positions