At the Xu residence.
In the study.
When Han Zhao arrived, Xu Ling was sitting in an armchair with a solemn expression. Beside her were Zhao Yuantu and Feng Xiao. Both of them were pale and emitted a faint smell of blood. Zhao Yuantu's left arm was still bandaged.
"Senior Sister Xu, Eldest Senior Brother, Elder Feng."
"Junior Martial Brother Han, you're here!" Xu Ling's expression turned from gloomy to sunny.
After experiencing it again and again, she trusted Han Zhao more and more. She was filled with confidence in him. Even if Feng Xiao, who had a third Blood Qi Breakthrough, and Zhao Yuantu, who had a second Blood Qi Breakthrough, couldn't solve the problem, she would have an inexplicable feeling that Han Zhao could handle it.
"Junior Brother Han."
"Brother Han."
Zhao Yuantu and Feng Xiao stood up to greet him.
