The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "My dear disciple, is this young man related to you by blood?"
He Xi nodded and said, "Master, Xiaochi is my twin brother. I asked you to help check on Xiaochi's condition."
The old man immediately frowned and said, "Last time you asked me to look after that kid whose whole body was on fire, and I almost lost half my life. Now you want me to look after your brother... Oh, I have a miserable life. As soon as I came back, I was asked to do hard labor, and I, your disciple, didn't even massage my legs or back..."
He Xi flipped his wrist and threw a storage ring to the old man, chuckling, "Okay, Master, stop pretending. This is what I, your disciple, have saved up over this period of time to honor you. You should be happy now, right?"
The old man took the storage ring and wanted to be proud. He probed into the ring with his spiritual sense and was immediately overjoyed. He drooled and said, "Oh my, how come there are so many delicious foods and wines. My dear disciple, you are so filial. I know you understand your master's heart!"
As he spoke, he took out a chicken leg from his storage ring without caring about his image and started chewing it happily.
While chewing, he looked at Nangong Yu provocatively. This was given to him by his good disciple alone, and there was no share for this kid.
Nangong Yu snorted coldly, turned his head away, and decided not to bother with this old guy!
After finishing eating the chicken leg, the old man walked over to Xiaochi and used his spiritual power to check Xiaochi's physical condition.
Xiaochi became a little nervous and afraid when she saw strangers, and she kept huddling close to Hexi, grabbing her sleeve.
A pair of purple eyes opened wide and stared at the old man. The pupils were as clear as a spring with the bottom visible.
The old man looked slightly dazed. Why did he feel that these eyes and the pure mental power emanating from this young man were somewhat familiar
The spiritual energy that penetrated into the small pond was quickly fed back when it reached the seal of the Dantian.
The old man's eyes suddenly widened, his eyes full of shock and horror: "This... How is this possible? How can such a small body contain such a powerful force? And this kind of power should not appear in this world at all? What on earth is this?"
"Master, what's wrong?" He Xi saw that even the master's face changed, and immediately asked nervously, "Is there something wrong with the seal on Xiaochi?"
The old man looked at Hexi with burning eyes for a moment, then looked at Xiaochi.
He looked back and forth in doubt for a long time before slowly shaking his head and saying, "My dear disciple, let me be quiet! Let me be quiet first!"
He Xi had no choice but to let the old man sit aside, his eyebrows furrowed and the look in his eyes changing constantly.
His greasy hand that had taken the chicken leg kept scratching his hair. It was obvious that something had made him feel restless and unable to calm down.
After a long while, he raised his head and said, "Disciple, do you know who your parents are?"
After a pause, he stated the facts firmly, "Those damn Nalan family members can't possibly be your biological parents."
He Xi nodded, then shook his head, "I only know that Xiao Chi and I's biological father is not Nalan Zhengze. My mother's name is An Lingyue. Her identity and origin are very mysterious. Even Nalan Zhengze doesn't know her true identity. Master, have you heard of the name An Lingyue?" (To be continued)