Xia Xin, hearing the words, replied directly, "I am the only legitimate heir of Jiaoyang Temple. If Jiaoyang Temple truly faces any crisis, I will certainly live and die with it."
Fu'er cursed in his heart and looked at Xia Xin with a slightly different gaze.
Originally, he merely regarded Xia Xin as a mere child.
In this moment, he genuinely considered Xia Xin as the heir of Jiaoyang Temple.
Fu'er immediately glanced at Master Wu, speaking in a deep voice, "The Yin Energy has enveloped Jiaoyang Temple, like a barrier. From outside, they shouldn't be able to see what's happening around Jiaoyang Temple, so it won't cause panic."
Master Wu muttered, "Then, what's the situation now?"
Before Fu'er could respond.
Everyone heard the sound of horse hooves.
Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop—
Accompanied by cries of battle.
Xia Xin immediately felt a familiar sensation.
