Dali Realm Capital, the He Family.
Ning Xuan and his entourage had just arrived when the eight men accompanying him took one look around and, without a word, turned and fled. Before the He Family's main gate stood a crowd of furious young experts. If they didn't run, they would surely be beaten to death.
Dark lines appeared on Ning Xuan's forehead.
He Zhi, struggling to suppress his laughter, stopped a few of the men. "You're from the Domain Lord's Mansion. They wouldn't dare lay a hand on you!"
Hearing this, the eight men instinctively straightened their spines. One of them cleared his throat and said, "Elder He, you've misunderstood. We were just testing whether Ning Xuan is qualified to inherit this place. That's all."
The other seven nodded vigorously. Then, all eight turned around in unison. The smile on He Zhi's face grew wider.
