"Master Fahai, please follow me."
Xu Xian spoke to Xu Tong with a face full of respect.
Xu Xian was also happy that Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing had reunited.
However, he felt that securing a blessing for his son was equally urgent.
After all, Xu Tong had finally come out for a visit. If he missed this opportunity, there was no telling when the next one would come.
Xu Tong nodded and followed Xu Xian straight into the rear courtyard of Bao'an Hall.
There, a handsome-looking child was reading a book.
"Master."
Smiling broadly, Xu Xian pointed at the child.
"This is my son, Xu Hanlin."
When he spoke of his son, a clear look of pride appeared on Xu Xian's face.
Xu Tong nodded.
The unmistakable aura that Xu Hanlin had once possessed had already vanished without a trace.
He did not know whether someone had suppressed it or the boy had absorbed it himself.
Although he looked like nothing more than an ordinary child, Xu Tong had never intended to underestimate him.
Xu Hanlin was definitely the most crucial figure in this Calamity.
"This child is destined to rise beyond the pond."
Xu Tong left him with those words, then turned and walked away.
For a moment, Xu Xian froze.
Was this the blessing spoken of in legends?
Why had he made no gestures at all? And why had I sensed nothing unusual?
Still, the words Xu Tong had left behind were no ordinary words.
For the moment, Xu Xian could not make sense of what had happened.
When Xu Tong reached the entrance, he saw Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, who had already regained their composure.
"Is it time to head back?"
Xiaoqing looked up at Xu Tong, a heartfelt smile appearing on her face.
Although she had