Black Mountain City, within the Ji family's courtyard.
Someone from the Xie Mansion came, inviting Jixia over, seemingly to discuss something.
Watching Jixia arrange his attire, the aura around him moved like dragons and serpents, as if every inch of muscle and bone had been refined to perfection, making it hard to believe he had been cultivating for just a month.
After the recent turmoil, Ji Han was increasingly curious about the layers of mysteries surrounding his brother.
But even though he asked repeatedly.
About the details, Jixia did not say much to him.
Because concerning 'Song Chai Xin', the fewer 'insiders' knew, whether for the current Jixia or his blood-related Ji Han, the better it was.
Like Tantai Yao, like Chen Zhao.
It was due to accidents or necessity, seeking a way to break the situation, that Jixia revealed a little.
After all, before he had thoroughly figured out which 'enemy' he had offended in a past life, or who had 'coveted' him.
