Chapter 1378: Chapter 1378: The White-Clad Figure
"Master, before the Ouyang Family announced this news, they sought medical help externally."
"The Young Master of the Ouyang Family suddenly contracted a strange illness."
"At that time, all the Alchemists in Barbaric City examined him but were at their wit’s end."
"In the end, a person in white clothing, covered by a cloak, removed the notice and cured the Young Master of the Ouyang Family."
"Not long after, the Ouyang Family convened all the families in Barbaric City and announced the matter of the Holy King Tomb."
"I wonder if it’s related to this incident."
Lady Yan said.
The reason she knew of this matter was because Hu Zhongtian had come to her ahead of time.
After the person in white cured the Young Master of the Ouyang Family, Hu Zhongtian also sought medical help from that person, hoping they would help treat Hu Fei, but was rejected.
Not long after Hu Zhongtian returned to the Hu Family, the broken bones’ latent danger erupted within him, and he became bedridden.
Afterward, the Ouyang Family gathered the major and minor families in Barbaric City, publicly sharing the matter of the Holy King Tomb.
Due to Hu Zhongtian’s serious illness and the Hu Family’s strength already slipping to a Middle-class Family, no one informed him of this news.
If Bai Feng hadn’t later recognized the Holy King Tomb Map that the Ouyang Family released as resembling something the Hu Family had obtained, leading them to visit and demand it,
Hu Zhongtian might never have known about the Holy King Tomb!
Because of the item sent by that man, which he had sealed away out of deep sorrow, he never wanted to know what it contained.
For no matter how many things or compensations there were, he could never regain his Lady Yan.
And the matter of seeking medical help happened before the Ouyang Family announced the Holy King Tomb news, and since there wasn’t anything suspicious, it didn’t attract much attention.
Had Luo Qingtong not asked, and due to Hu Zhongtian’s memorable rejection at seeking medical help, Lady Yan might not have remembered this incident.
"Dressed in white, cloaked..."
Luo Qingtong’s index finger gently tapped the table.
"Did your father see that person’s face?"
"I’m not sure about that." Lady Yan turned to Luo Qingtong and said, "I will call my father for you, Master."
"Mm." Luo Qingtong nodded lightly and then raised her hand to gently stroke the little fox’s little head in her arms.
Seeing its listless appearance, she smiled and said, "What’s wrong? Isn’t it fun? Why aren’t you happy?"
"..."
Ye Qianming looked at her with an expression of sorrow.
He felt that spending time beside Luo Qingtong lately made him resemble Yu Sihuang, that fool.
Why wasn’t he happy, didn’t she know?
Ye Qianming was utterly speechless in his desolation.
He raised his paw to tug the big red flower tucked beside his ear...
Yes! It’s a big red flower!
Not only that, but the Little Silver Fox’s petite body was dressed in a silver-gray little vest embroidered with adorable cartoon images.
A small silver bell was also around its neck, making it look incredibly cute and lovable!
However, Ye Qianming’s heart was collapsing inside.
He had lived for over twenty years, accustomed to blood and storm, to being high and mighty...
The Black Domain Netherworld Venerable, dignified and domineering, stable and cold, never imagined himself in such a state!
Beiqing! Elder Yue!
Just wait for me!
Ye Qianming gritted his teeth with all his might.
Yet, on that adorable fox face, it was truly difficult for anyone to GET this rich emotion.
