Man of Genuine Blood

At daybreak when Jiang Chen made sure no one else would find him, he returned to the Southwind Ridge.

The family was pretty much the same as when he had left, which relieved him.

In the east courtyard, he saw his parents having tea.

Neither the Natural Law School nor the Xia Dynasty were Jiang Qingyu's concern. He had overturned the imperial power only because it killed his clansmen.

The bright smile on Jiang Qingyu's face reminded Jiang Chen of one thing. He didn't have the heart to tell his father about it, but his common sense told him he had to.

So he told his father what had happened to Taoist Priest Skywind.

"Master is dead? Are you sure?" Jiang Qingyu's face grew solemn with a frown.

"Could it be false news? The Black Dragon City spread such a rumor once."