The outer area of the Xing tribe.
Xing Fu had not finished speaking when his father, Xing Ba, uncharacteristically yelled at him and warned him not to cause trouble for Xie Tian.
The courtyard of Xing Sha.
The laughter was still hearty.
As Hou Xi gradually relaxed, his suspicion also deepened.
Even if it's a father and son reunion, there's no need to laugh for two hours, right?
"Something's up..."
Although he sensed something unusual, Xing Sha's laughter was so bizarre that Hou Xi couldn't figure out whether there was any other entanglement between Xing Sha and Xie Tian besides their brotherly relationship.
"My task is just to protect Xie Tian, but Xie Tian's combat power is probably stronger than mine, so I basically don't need to take action. But if someone like Xing Sha intends to harm Xie Tian..."
Thinking of his father Hou Shuo's final instructions, Hou Xi had made up his mind.
"Uncle Xing Sha, your nephew Hou Xi takes his leave."
