She paused for a moment, then continued:
"He was indeed killed, and now the whole South River knows he inherited the legacy of the . Rumor has it that there is an in , and Chu Yi will soon enter it."
Hearing this news, Li Qinghong already understood everything clearly in her heart, thinking to herself:
'What genius... he must be a Perfected Lord-level figure...'
While Li Qinghong was pondering, an old man rode the wind up from below, face full of wrinkles, hair completely white, wearing an expression full of anxiety, calling out:
"Hong'er must not go! Hong'er must not go!"
Li Qinghong hurried up to greet him, smiling brightly, and replied:
"Uncle is overly anxious! How could Qinghong be the kind who is blinded by greed."
Xiao Guiluan also came forward respectfully, speaking warmly:
"Father!"
Li Xuanxuan sighed softly, replying:
"Of course, you are not an impulsive person, but Divine Skills recognize no loyalty. I'm only afraid you might end up like Yu Yufeng, lured away."
