The Nangong Mansion was buzzing with excitement, and many relatives from other branches of the Nangong Family had come to see what the legendary Nangong Yunxi actually looked like.
"Old Master, I'm sorry, we arrived late."
Xia Xuan apologetically said to Old Master Nangong.
Old Master Nangong glanced indifferently at Nangong Yunxi. Since he entered, he hadn't said a word, not even calling him grandpa, which made him somewhat upset.
However, thinking of his illness, Old Master Nangong subdued his anger.
He waved his hand and said in a flat tone, "It's fine, find a place to sit."
Xia Xuan smiled and nodded, then found an empty spot to sit down.
He looked at Nangong Yunxi anxiously, signaling to him with his eyes. He was really worried that, right now, in the hearts of the Nangong Family, Nangong Yunxi was believed to be ill, and he worried that they might figure out he's not sick.
