After coming out of the hospital, Wang Chao and Sheng Hongyan separated.

It's already afternoon, and it's only a few hours before eight o'clock in the evening.

Xia Feng, the head of the Xia family, asked him to meet at the Xia family manor, but Wang Chao did not refuse him.

He wanted to see what Xia Wenfeng's father wanted to do.

...

Time always flies by.

Not long after dinner, Wang Chao took a car alone to the Xia Family Manor.

The Xia family is considered a well-known family in Jiang Province. They are powerful and influential in the local area.

Wang Chao got out of the car and came to the gate of the manor.

An old servant who looked like a butler came out.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Wang Chaowang?"

The housekeeper looked at Wang Chao and said softly.

Wang Chao nodded: "I am."

"Please come in."

The butler made a gesture of invitation.

Wang Chao frowned slightly and observed the old servant.

This man was in his sixties, with a hunched body and no expression on his face. At first glance, he looked like a very ordinary old man.

However, in Wang Chao's view, this person is not simple.

Between the old servant's brows and eyes, he could feel a faint evil aura.

Although this person could hide this aura, Wang Chao still noticed it.

This person is definitely a very skilled warrior!

Soon, he withdrew his gaze and followed the old man.

Walking into the manor, Wang Chao observed a little. The area inside was not large, but the scenery was excellent.

It seems that this is a manor that the Xia family uses for their own living and is not open to the outside world.

Inside the manor, there were many men dressed as servants standing in line.

These people are burly and have evil eyes, and you can tell at a glance that they are not good people.

In addition to these people, Wang Chao also felt other dangerous atmospheres in the dark.

These breaths, without exception, all came straight to him.

But soon, his slowed pace returned to normal speed. He had already figured out the general situation of this manor.

A sly sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and it seemed that the Xia family's intentions were already obvious.

You, the Xia family, are seeking death, so don’t blame me for being ruthless!

Wang Chao followed the housekeeper and soon arrived at the door of a Lao's style house.

What stood in front of them was a red bronze door.

"Wait a moment, I'll report to the master."

The housekeeper took two steps forward and knocked on the brass ring on the door.

"Come in."

A gloomy voice came.

The housekeeper pushed the door, and with a click, the door opened.

"Sir, Mr. Wang is here."

The butler said outside the door.

"Let him in."

The voice is still low.

"Young Master Wang, please invite me."

The housekeeper gave Wang Chao a flat look and asked Wang Chao to go in alone.

Wang Chao took one look at the room and walked in without any hesitation.

I saw Wang Chao entering.

The housekeeper sneered silently, a cold murderous light burst out of his eyes, and then he closed the door.

Inside was a room lacking light, with only a few pale candles illuminating the scene inside.

The air was filled with the smell of burning bamboo.

Under the faint wax light, a black and white photo stood out, it was the dead Xia Wenfeng.

In front of Wang Chao, stood a figure from behind. The most eye-catching thing about this person was half of his head of white hair.

"Wang Chao, when you see my son, shouldn't you give him a stick of incense?"

His back did not turn around, but his voice was extremely hoarse.

Wang Chao sneered: "I don't think it's necessary."

The man turned around abruptly.
Chapter completed!