A middle-aged man in a purple robe sat on a large chair and looked at Ji Xuan with a dignified gaze. This was his Seventh Son, the seventh son who did not do his proper work.
"Father!"
Ji Xuan's eyes did not look sideways as he bowed and cupped his hands.
Then, he looked at the white-robed man sitting cross-legged behind the low curtain and smiled with his eyes narrowed. "State Teacher!"
the spirit of the dragon vein has been destroyed, " the middle-aged man in the purple robe said slowly. the foundation of Da Feng has been weakened. I can foresee that the Central Plains will be in chaos.
With a smile, Ji Xuan replied,
congratulations, father. Congratulations, state preceptor. You're about to achieve great things.
The white-robed man who was sitting cross-legged was silent.
The purple-robed middle-aged man shook his head and said with regret, ""Although the Dragon vein has been destroyed, the fate energy has not been extracted."
