"Mom, it's probably just some renovations," Ying Zijin spoke, "It's no big deal, let's just eat."
Su Wen recalled how many people Ying Zijin brought with her when she returned to the city.
The Leaangle Family estate is vast, covering hundreds of hectares.
Housing thirty thousand ancient martial artists is no problem.
Xiu also used his special ability to help, and thus far, no other forces have discovered the team of ancient martial artists moving into the Leaangle Family.
Su Wen nodded: "True, judging by their expressions, they're not quite accustomed to the architectural style here. A bit of renovation would be good."
She didn't bother further and continued eating.
The others at the table exchanged glances, all aware that Ying Zijin was once again speaking empty words with a straight face.
Su Wen couldn't tell, but they could hear it clearly.
