Huangfu Yuxuan's gaze flickered, and he immediately spurred his horse forward, breaking away from the crowd. He dismounted in front of Xia Wanqing, clasped his fists in salute, and said, "Uncle Xia, it was my fault for not looking after Wenjin properly, which led to his scare. Fortunately, I managed to rescue him unharmed!"
These words were slyly spoken, making it seem as though he alone had the credit for saving Xia Wenjin.
Xia Wenjin was not surprised to hear this; Huangfu Yuxuan was just that kind of person. He always claimed the credit for good deeds, even if they weren't his, using them to win people over.
And now, he was employing this tactic with his father.
Xia Wanqing glanced at his son and daughter, then at the earnest and sincere Huangfu Yuxuan. Xia Sichen and Huangfu Jingchen bore the marks of sword cuts on their sleeves, but Huangfu Yuxuan was immaculate and energetic. He said warmly, "Young Master Xuan, you've worked hard! Thank you!"
