"Eh?" the young man tilted his head and exclaimed softly.
Song Qingluan suddenly raised her head and looked at the somewhat familiar figure in front of her. Tears once again flowed out of her eyes.
Everyone from the Hu Clan also shifted their astonished gazes onto Gu Xi. Only Hu Lie frowned slightly as he recalled the figure who had been calmly sitting on the chair in the hall of the Song Mansion during the day.
"I told you to leave the Song Family a long time ago." Gu Xi spoke with some reproach.
Even so, he was very clear in his heart. Ever since the Hu Clan left during the day, the entire Song Family would be under the surveillance of the Hu Clan. They would definitely not let anyone leave unscathed.
Gu Xi's gaze was fixed on the demonic tribe youth not far away from them. His expression was grave and he did not dare to underestimate him in the slightest.
