Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Everyone looked at the figure standing with his hands behind his back, like a god descending, and dared not say much.

Huo Yuanhong sighed deeply, turned his head to look at Xiao Hanjiang, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I am not strong enough to help the Xiao family."

He did not get angry because his formation was broken. The injustice and fighting spirit in his heart disappeared when Qin Xuan gathered the formation with one palm and triggered the thunder.

Huo Yuanhong sighed deeply. He couldn't understand why such a peerless monster appeared in China.

Xiao Hanjiang's face was even paler. He stared at the figure in front of the main house and took a deep breath.

"Thank you, Master Huo, it's enough!"

He smiled bitterly and understood Huo Yuanhong's restraint.

Master Huo didn't have a deep hatred with Master Qin. Although the Xiao family and Master Huo had a lot of favors, Master Huo's coming today was already a great favor to the Xiao family.

If Master Qin was not strong enough, Xiao Hanjiang might not have such an idea. But he had already seen the ability of Master Qin. Although he was not extremely powerful, there were very few people who could match him in the contemporary China.

The most important thing was that Master Qin... was too young and had a promising future.

As Master Huo said, who could guarantee the strength of Master Qin in another ten years? Not to mention that he was invincible, but in China, he was definitely a peerless hero who could shake the whole country with a stomp of his foot.

Would Master Huo offend such a future Chinese giant for the Xiao family?

Or did his Xiao family have such confidence that they were not afraid of the revenge of a future Chinese giant?

The Xiao family did not have this. Although Xiao Hanjiang was very unwilling, he was able to reach this position today, and he knew one thing very well.

Their Xiao family did not have this foundation and strength.

Even though the Xiao family was very strong now, they still did not dare to make a mortal enemy of Master Qin.

Huo Yuanhong looked at Qin Xuan, bowed with both hands, and said: "Master Qin is indeed worthy of his reputation. He has such a heaven-defying cultivation at such a young age. I am really old!"

He sighed, and this sentence came from the heart.

Qin Xuan stood between heaven and earth, smiled lightly, and did not deny it.

"If you have time, Master Qin can come here and discuss Taoism with me. I am very welcome. Today, I will leave! I hope Master Qin will not bear a grudge for what happened today." Huo Yuanhong smiled freely, nodded slightly to Qin Xuan, turned around and left.

He came to the Xiao family's ancestral home to help repel the enemy. Now, the opponent is not something he can easily repel. What is he doing here?

It's not that he humiliated himself, but he is a Taoist master after all. It would be bad if he lost face.

Huo Yuanhong left decisively, taking the beautiful apprentice who was already shocked beyond words.

After Huo Yuanhong left, the entire Xiao family ancestral home was dead silent.

No one spoke, including Xiao Hanjiang, who fell into a deathly silence.

After five or six minutes of silence, Xiao Hanjiang whispered, "It is human nature for Xiao Wu to want to pay tribute to her father. No matter what, I am Xiao Wu's grandfather. How can I make a decision that prevents my granddaughter from fulfilling her final filial piety?"

As soon as these words came out, many people's faces changed.

This is an indirect recognition of Xiao Wu's identity! Even when Wu Bodhisattva An Ning was promoted to Xiantian, Old Master Xiao did not say this. Why did Old Master Xiao do such an abnormal thing today?

Just because of this Master Qin?

Xiao Hanjiang's eyes were slightly red, and he slowly lowered his head.

Of course, it was not just because of Qin Xuan. Although Qin Xuan was very strong, he only needed to not stop Xiao Wu from paying tribute, and there was no need to do this.

He was feeling guilty. Why was he guilty? I am afraid that only fathers would understand.

Bai Hongjun sighed deeply, looked at the old man beside him and shook his head slightly, and he quietly left with his people.

Next, it was the Xiao family's affairs, and he could no longer participate in anything.

After Xiao Hanjiang said this, Qin Xuan remained silent, shook his head slightly, and then stood in front of the main house.

Xiao Hanjiang lowered his head, and his old body seemed to be even older.

Losing a son in old age, the old man sends the young man away.

It is hard for anyone to imagine how painful it was for this old man Xiao, who was the business leader in the south, after Xiao Rujun's death.

In the past, An Ning and Xiao Rujun were a pair of mandarin ducks, and he, Xiao Hanjiang, could be said to have separated them.

He thought that after fifteen years, Xiao Rujun had long forgotten An Ning.

But when the news of Xiao Rujun's death came, the old man was so heartbroken that he vomited blood and completely understood.

This is not forgetting, his most beloved son would actually do such a thing.

I was willing to die for peace. The decision I made was a mistake.Is it this bad?

Until today, Xiao Hanjiang finally bowed his head, perhaps because of the grief of losing his son in old age, perhaps because of repentance, or perhaps because of Qin Xuan's tyranny, which made him understand a truth.

He, Xiao Hanjiang, cannot be satisfied with everything.

Fifteen years ago, he wanted to use the Liu family to make the Xiao family go further, but in the end he got such a result.

Now, someone broke into his ancestral home of the Xiao family so forcefully, what can he do?

"You all leave!" The old man waved his hand weakly.

"Dad!"

Several middle-aged people changed their expressions slightly, but found that the old man did not pay any attention to them at all. His expression changed several times and he retreated unwillingly.

After everyone left, the old man looked up at the sky and faced the drizzle, tears streaming down his face.

Qin Xuan looked at the old man with complicated emotions quietly, without sympathy or comfort, just looking at him quietly.

People always make mistakes, and many times, once they make mistakes, they cannot be undone.

In his previous life, he also regretted offending Chen Zixiao, but since he had already offended him, what could he do?

However, he had borne the consequences in his previous life, so after entering the world of cultivation, he was cautious and walked step by step to the point of transcending the tribulation and becoming an immortal.

"Can I... meet Xiao Wu?" Xiao Hanjiang put away his thoughts and looked at Qin Xuan quietly.

After going through so much, now, the old dragon of the Xiao family in the south finally bowed his head.

Xiao Wu, the child with his Xiao family blood, is only the second time he has seen her in his life.

The first time, Xiao Wu was still in her cradle, how ridiculous.

Xiao Hanjiang would not ask for Xiao Wu's forgiveness, he just felt that he should go and take a look.

Even now, he recognized Xiao Wu in his heart, but he still would not list Xiao Wu in the Xiao family tree.

It's not that he didn't regret it, but that he couldn't do it.

Once he did this, he would offend the Liu family that was entrenched in Kyoto, and would slap the Liu family in the face, which would bring disaster to the Xiao family.

Xiao Hanjiang would not do such a thing for his own selfishness, because he was carrying the entire Xiao family behind him.

"It depends on Xiao Wu's opinion!"

Qin Xuan said lightly, he would not participate in it.

He came today just to let Xiao Wu pay homage to Xiao Rujun.

Now, he has done it.

As for how Xiao Wu views the Xiao family and Xiao Hanjiang, that is Xiao Wu's own business.

Xiao Hanjiang took a deep breath and nodded.

He looked at Qin Xuan and sighed in his heart. With this Master Qin, even if he lost his parents and Pro Temple, Xiao Wu would definitely be safe and worry-free.

In fact, Xiao Hanjiang did not hate Qin Xuan, but felt a little grateful.

Because of the Liu family, even if Xiao Hanjiang figured out some things and felt guilty, he still couldn't help Xiao Wu, and couldn't even comfort her.

But Qin Xuan could do what he dared not do and could not do.

The old man quietly looked at the closed main house door, walked to the side and wiped the rain-stained steps, as if at this moment, he was not Xiao Hanjiang, the old man of the Xiao family, but just an ordinary old man who had just lost his beloved son.

He looked up at the sky. The drizzle had stopped at some point. In the sky, the clouds and mist dissipated, and the sun poured down on the Xiao family's ancestral house, as if it was covered with a layer of glory.

The old man sighed softly and sat there without saying another word.