Xia Zhiguang urged Xia Hua, his adoptive daughter, to take action over the matter. However, no matter what he would do, Xia Hua would not budge. All the more so when she said that she would enter into seclusion and would only come out when something gets out of hand.
"Oh, my dear daughter, why would you do this?" Xia Zhiguang was not displeased; he was just disappointed that Xia Hua would not tell him a word about something.
However, he soon understood that there must be something more than what he saw on the surface. Xia Hua's cautious personality was not unfounded. Obviously, he, an old man, who had insufficient, was unable to see through anything unusual.
Having cultivated the Mind Path, his instincts immediately sunk in and told him that something seemed to be not in place. Although he could not point out what exactly was wrong, he could guess anything from Xia Hua's behavior.
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