Because Xue Batian was anxious to see his biological father for the last time, he didn't care about anything else. He followed the servant to a large courtyard and entered a certain room.
Xue Fanxin walked behind him and was not as anxious as Xue Batian. Although she walked a little faster, her attention was all on the people and things around her.
There were many people in the courtyard, men and women, young and old. There were at least hundreds of people.
They all looked at Xue Fanxin when she walked in. Most of them had the same gaze as the servants outside, but a small number of them had deep expressions or not much of a reaction as if they were scheming something.
Xue Fanxin had experienced betrayal and life and death, so she had a deep understanding of human nature. With a glance, she did not have a good impression of the Xue family. She could not be bothered with them and walked towards the room ahead.
