Xia Feng came back to his senses, remembering what Tang Yunqi had said before about opening the inheritance requiring a bloodline sacrifice from the direct lineage of the Four Great Clans.
His expression became more subtle, and after a long while, he whispered, "Previously, when the Four Great Clans were besieging me, I noticed that member of the Beiming Clan, seemed..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but Tang Yunqi understood what he meant.
Although Beiming Ye had always been stirring up trouble with the Four Great Clans, he really had no intention to attack Xia Feng from start to finish.
Xia Feng was the kind of person who repaid kindness with kindness and resentment with resentment. It was only natural for him to be curious about this person's whereabouts.
Tang Yunqi leaned against the wall, his eyes slightly closed, then began to transmit his voice to Xia Feng.
"Beiming Ye is no longer Beiming Ye. Even before coming in, he wasn't Beiming Ye."
