The scene was somewhat quiet.
The three Xuan family members were all a bit dumbfounded.
Xuan Song was dumbfounded with a desire to cry but no tears.
Xuan Zhi was dumbfounded, gaping with shock.
Xuan Ye, on the other hand, was befuddled.
"Huh!" Xuan Ye shook his head, as if just dispelling some confusion, and asked, "Such a powerful artifact, useless, turned to ashes?"
"It, it is, is like, like this, Fa-Family Head..."
Xuan Ye laughed, "When did this happen?"
"Just, just now, as soon as we left..."
Hmm?
Xuan Ye's heart moved, looking at Xuan Zhi, he asked indifferently, "Have you seen this night pot?"
Xuan Zhi hadn't yet reacted: "Uh, ah, I've, I've seen it..."
"Have you ever touched it?" Xuan Ye's immortal eyes slightly narrowed.
At this time, Xuan Zhi finally realized something, and immediately panicked!
"Family Head, ask him!" He pointed at Xuan Song, "Have I ever touched the night pot with a finger?"
