Sun Moon Eight Trigram Mirror
Biên tập viên: Misty Cloud Translations
Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu shook her head: "No need, we still have things to do, so we won't stay any longer. As for your father, he just needs to rest and eat nourishing foods and he will recover."
Patriarch Yu's eyes narrowed as he sat there, deep in thought. His behaviour made Xuanyuan Mo Ze and Feng Jiu's eyes flicker and they looked at him.
"Is there anything else, Patriarch Yu?" Xuanyuan Mo Ze asked. His deep voice contained the pressure of the superior, which naturally made people feel nervous.
Patriarch You instinctively raised his head to look at the both of them, then he hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "Master Ling, Madam Ling, we have not known each other for long, but I have roughly told you about my family's affairs. Ever since my Father was poisoned, the ambushes have been constant, and it has not been without reason."
Xuanyuan Mo Ze picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea without saying anything upon hearing this.