Zuo Qiu Shu's brows drew together slightly.
In her view, what Fan Zhuolang had said was very possible.
There were precedents for such things in the Jianghu.
For instance, when one of two close friends in the Jianghu died early, the surviving friend would help look after his disciples or family.
In the end, he would pass some of his deceased friend's cultivation methods or treasures down to that friend's descendants, returning them to their rightful owners, in a sense.
But such cases were far too rare.
Most of those fine things were swallowed up instead.
Many had been friends in life, yet once their friends died, greed would rise in their hearts.
And that was between friends. Fan Zhuolang and Zuo Qiu Shu both knew that Zhu Fanjiang and the others had little friendship with the Three Immortal Mountains.
"Ancestor, you've misunderstood." Fan Xiu hurriedly explained what they had in mind.
After hearing him out, Fan Zhuolang fell silent.
The three of them had taken an entirely different path, one he truly had not considered.
"So the baby has already been born?" Only after a long while did Fan Zhuolang speak.
"Yes, just a moment ago. When we were coming back from there, we heard that some experts had arrived outside, so we came together to see who they were. We never expected it to be you and Senior Zuo Qiu," Zhu Fanjiang said.
"That brat Huang Xiao's child. Now that's interesting." Zuo Qiu Shu chuckled. "If the Huang lad really becomes the Demon Hall Master, I wonder what he'll think with his child in our hands?"
"And his wives," Zuo Qiu Shu added.
"Senior Zuo Qiu, threatening Huang Xiao with these youngsters probably won't be so easy," Fan Xiu said.
"What's so difficult about it? Don't tell me