Bai Ze shook his head and glanced at Lord Long Zhen in disdain.
"Sister-in-Law, I don't mean to criticize, but it's time for some change in the Long family. I'm afraid that the Long family won't have anything left on Wulong Mountain, except their reputation as the top family."
He was the family head, but he was inferior to his son. What was the use of having a family head like him?
An Jiuyue glanced at him and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this."
What she was most curious about was Zhao Xiaoli. No, Zhao Xi—who was she? Was she related to the Demon Heart Hall?
"Long Zhen, I'll give you the time it takes to burn an incense stick. Explain the Long family's matters to your son and ask him to follow me to Demon Heart Island," she instructed Long Zhen.
"To Demon Heart Island?"
Long Zhen's eyes widened as he looked at An Jiuyue in disbelief.