The Xia Clan Elders began to stir in their hearts.
A person of such talent, it would be a pity to miss out on them.
As for the ghost-faced man being married, the Xia Clan didn't mind.
Such talent was worth every effort to win over.
Because Jun Xiaoyao wore a ghost face mask, these Xia Clan Elders did not rashly use divine sense to probe, as that would be too offensive.
However, even if they wanted to probe, as long as Jun Xiaoyao did not want to reveal his aura, no one could discern his true nature.
"Chuying, this young master went deep into the Sin Pit to save you. You must thank him properly," an Elder of the Xia Clan said with a smile.
He was creating an opportunity for Xia Chuying.
"Chuying thanks the young master for his rescue."
At this moment, Xia Chuying's small face was shy, flushed like an apple, cute and charming.
Powerful strength, calm demeanor, mysterious identity.
Everything a girl fantasizes about was perfectly embodied in Jun Xiaoyao.
