As the saying went, you could know a person's face but not their heart. During this time in the Fu Family, Fu He had treated Xiao Hua exceedingly well, but who knew what he truly thought inside? Perhaps he wanted to win Xiao Hua over and have him conceal his true face. Yet such a bond was not secure. If the Fu Family offered an even greater temptation, could Fu He truly rest easy about Xiao Hua?
Even if Xiao Hua merely sought peace and quiet, with the best outcome being to fish in troubled waters, and had never intended to expose Fu He, Fu He did not know that. Moreover, what Fu He coveted was the Fu Family's inheritance. If the Fu Family discovered it, he would certainly be walking a road to death. Therefore, the surest course was to... deal with Xiao Hua!
Having understood this key point, Xiao Hua sneered inwardly. When he had first met Fu He, Fu He had merely been at the seventh layer of Qi Cultivation. Now, more than two years later, Fu He's cultivation could at most have reached the eighth layer of Qi Refinement. Since Xiao Hua had killed Cai Yingxia and other seventh-layer Qi Cultivation cultivators, he had gained a certain understanding of his own strength. He was not afraid of Fu He, so he smiled at Ye Xuguang and said, "He Senior Brother and I arrived at Jinhua Mountain at the same time, and we also happened to encounter the same senior sister. Perhaps that is why He Senior Brother loves the house and its crow."
"In any case, it is fate. If Fellow Daoist Xiao prospers in the Fu Family someday, do not forget the rest of us!" Ming Sui said meaningfully.
"Haha, save those words for when