C620 Holy Ancestor
The surrounding discussions made Xiao Yu sound very unbearable. The gazes of the youths of the Xiao Family were filled with disdain and contempt as they looked at him.
"Continue." Xiao Hongyuan put away the cup in his hand. With a cold expression, he carried Xiao Yu to the next place with his hands behind his back.
As a cloistered ancient clan
