In the ancient city of xinghong.
Xia Huyou entered the city with great fanfare and handed over the invitation card. Even Su Yu was stunned for a moment.
My father is celebrating his 50th birthday, why would he need you guys to organize it?
To send an invitation card to my son?
He would really do it!
In the main hall of the city lord’s residence.
Xia Huyou looked around. After handing over the invitation card, he was not in a hurry. He drank his tea and said with a smile, “Are you going back?”
Su Yu sat on the city Lord’s throne and looked at him. He said indifferently, “Who asked you to send it over?”
“My Father.”
“Manor Head Xia?”
“Of course. Otherwise, what other father would there be?”
Xia huyou laughed and said, “Your father is celebrating his birthday. It Can’t be that you won’t go back, right?”
Su Yu frowned. “You want me to enter the human realm?”
“Of course. Otherwise, would you be holding a banquet in the Heavenly Battlefield?”
