After settling his siblings, Jiang Xiaobai and AnRan sat on a terrace, looking at the star-lit night outside. Jiang Xiaobai's face was grave.
It was foreseeable that the ancient clan would soon discover the news of his presence within Wuyang City.
This place was about to become unsettled, and it was impossible for the ancient clan to refrain from sending someone after Jiang Xiaobai.
Even though Wuyang City was under the control of the northwestern branch of the An Family, they probably did not wish to confront the ancient clan at the moment. Therefore, Jiang Xiaobai would likely have to face this situation alone.
"Boss, my parents sent a message apologizing," AnRan, looking downcast, said to Jiang Xiaobai, his fists clenched, his nails digging almost into his flesh.
He resented his lack of power to help Jiang Xiaobai but understood his family's situation.
