Xia Hou was agitated and shouted quickly: "Stand up for me, everyone. I will set a rule today. From now on, in my yard, you are not allowed to kowtow or kneel. Anyone who dares to violate it will be kicked out." He was not.

Where can people who truly belong to this era find these things?

Those maids were clearly well-trained. After hearing Xiahou's order, they stood up one by one and bowed their heads in obedience.

The two boys, named Qingmai and Mozao respectively, quickly came forward and bowed with smiles: "Sir, are you back? Someone just sent three carts of money and goods, and we still can't figure out what happened.

I didn’t dare to make my own decision, so I just left it all in the open space in front of Sir’s building. Sir, would you like to go check it out?”

Xia Hou was stunned, well, it was only a day's work, and even the money and goods originally promised to him had tripled. Xia Hou really couldn't understand what value he had, worthy of the Xingtian family suddenly taking so seriously.

Is it the Sun Shooting Technique? Isn’t it a top-notch witchcraft trick? The witchcraft secrets passed down by the four major witch families seem to be of the same level. Is it any wonder? Judging from Xiahou’s understanding of the witchcraft families of this era, they have always been

They don't do things without reward. Xingtian Thirteen just said it simply and thoroughly. He gave himself such generous treatment because he was of great benefit to them. However, Xiahou just couldn't understand.

What are the benefits that deserve their attention?

While he was frowning and thinking, a whirlwind blew up in the plains, and a dozen figures in high crowns and long robes appeared less than two feet away from Xiahou.

Xia Hou was shocked. He naturally knew that the Xingtian family's mansion was protected from witchcraft. Who could directly enter this courtyard like this?

Bai fiercely jumped forward and was about to kill someone when Cangfeng's voice sounded: "Bai, please don't do it. My body can't withstand your claws. Brother Chihu, come here to see my uncle."

Master Wu Guang. He is the direct disciple of my master, my ancestor. Compared with my magic power, there is a huge difference."

An old Taoist with a skinny face, wearing a white Taoist robe with a smile on his face, stepped forward a few steps and bowed his head towards Xiahou: "Chief Chihu, the black light on the trail has come to greet you."

Xia Hou felt the extremely familiar Taoist fluctuations on the old Taoist's body, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm. He quickly returned the gift: "Junior Chihu Tyrannosaurus, I have met Master Wu Guang." He is truly a junior. In total, God knows how many generations he has.

Out of the ordinary.

There didn't seem to be any obstacles. Xiahou and this group of veterans became familiar with each other very naturally, and they were talking and laughing together in a few moments. What made Master Wu Guang especially happy was that Xiahou actually talked with a hint of Qi Lianqi.

I couldn't help but feel overjoyed at the taste of the Taoist scholar, and I quickly entered the monastery with Xiahou. A group of old Taoists and young Taoists drank fragrant tea and talked all night long.

Xia Hou was also extremely excited. The name of Master Wu Guang was something he had remembered in his memory. He was a powerful person with a famous name. Because of his relationship in his previous life, Xia Hou secretly sighed in his heart that he had finally found an organization.
Chapter completed!