Xiao He sat in the manor, drinking sullenly. His features bore an uncanny resemblance to Xiao Han's, yet his thick eyebrows carried an oppressive evil qi, and his sharp, vicious eyes exuded menace—he hardly seemed like a good soul.
Though his temper was atrocious, he was diligent in his cultivation. He understood well that the Xiao Clan tolerated his reckless nature only because his cultivation was rare among the younger generation.
Over these twenty-odd years, it wasn't that his temper had changed or that he'd stopped causing trouble. Rather, after forming a third-grade elixir, he had been unable to break through the "Acupoint Barrier" and step into the Second Level of the Hua Dan Realm. This lack of progress left him without the confidence to recklessly roam as before.
Moreover, the Xiao Clan had stationed a senior nearby to keep him in check, ensuring he couldn't act as he pleased.
