After Xia Yi opened her mouth, Zhou Xiaoxian came forward completely, but she was obviously not used to Xia Yi who had transformed from a seventy-year-old old man to a thirty-year-old handsome young man. She stretched out her two little hands to grab Xia Yi's arm, but she felt a little uncomfortable.

He shrank back shyly.

"Teacher, have you also encountered an enemy? What happened tonight? I just heard that a man who called himself King Zheng surrendered on behalf of our Zheng State?" Zhou Xiaoxian asked repeatedly.

"That's Prince Zheng." Xia Yi's eyes passed through her and looked at Zhou Feng's old face who was standing frozen in place with some premonitions and nervous anticipation.

"His surrender is uncountable." Xia Yi said seriously: "Because he has been beaten to death by me! Whether he surrenders or not depends on the new King Zheng!"

Beaten to death…dead…!

These three words kept echoing in Zhou Feng's mind!

He didn't pull away this time.

As soon as Zhou Xiaoxian showed his shock, he heard Zhou Feng behind him kneeling on the ground with a bang, crying and crying: "Xia Lan, your revenge has been avenged! Zhou Feng, thank you ancestor for avenging Xia Lan! Thank you.

Ancestor! Xia Lan...wu..."

"Dad!" Zhou Xiaoxian called softly and quickly went to help Zhou Feng, "What's wrong with you!"

It couldn't be Brother Li Zhu who smashed my father's head, right? Who is Xia Lan? What is the ancestor?

"Xia Lan is a good boy." Xia Yi said with emotion: "Ancestor is not here for you, but for my Xia family. Also, Xiaoxian, don't call me teacher in the future, call me ancestor instead!

"

Zhou Feng cried loudly and held Zhou Xiaoxian's hand.

"Xiaoxian, your mother's name is not Zhou Lan, her name is Xia Lan! She didn't die in childbirth, she was killed by King Zheng and that damn tyrant!"

Zhou Xiaoxian stood dumbly.

Terrified and unsure of why.

A moment later, in the surviving bedroom, Zhou Feng sadly told the story of the past.

Xia Yi felt it slightly and murmured.
Chapter completed!