C321 The Tribe of Shinxian

Within the ancestral hall, Xiaosu's eyebrows twitched, she felt that something was about to happen.

"Yinan mages will be fine, right?" she asked again as she walked uneasily to Hanged Ghost's side.

Hanged Ghost stood outside the ancestral hall and looked in the direction of the entrance. His brows were furrowed and he looked a little uneasy.

"Mmm, don't worry, little girl." he said soothingly