"Humph, the Yu Family is really lucky!"
He Zhengya leaned on his cane, tapping it on the bluestone brick, which emitted a sound akin to metal colliding.
He Guangxun stood by his side and whispered, "Even at the brink of death, there is a flickering of returning light; it's nothing significant. Xu Hongyu managing to find such a person in the Outer City is indeed a matter of luck. Initially, Mingxuan underestimated him, and I also paid him no heed. Unexpectedly, this person has cultivated the Xun Wind Artistic Conception, and today he has become a formidable character."
He Zhengya said indifferently, "In this world, who dares to claim they can foresee everything? If you had known of this person's capabilities earlier and eliminated him, who else but you would be the next heir of the He Family?"
Listening to He Zhengya's words, He Guangxun could not help but lower his head and say, "It is my lack of ability."
