Secret families have been in existence since ancient times, so ancient that no one knew when they started to exist or why they existed.
Xu Qing felt that only the past patriarchs knew the secret of secret families, and as for ordinary civilians, they probably had no way to know. Otherwise, they would have found out from Ji Jing and Liu Gexu and wouldn't have had to look for Tang Wanzong.
The Huashan Temple was still burning with incense, but… Tang Wanzong had actually gone out to travel.
Qiao Yanhui's expression instantly darkened, and the little monk who came to inform him was so frightened that he was about to cry.
"Where did that old man go?" Qiao Yanhui said word by word.
"I don't know…" The little monk was only eleven years old and was still a child. He had never seen such a murderous person before.
Xu Qing tugged at Qiao Yanhui's sleeve and looked at the little monk gently as she asked, "Did Master Tang leave any words before he left?"
