บท 795: 18. The Mystery of the Ancestral Dragon (2 in 1)

South of the Great River, Jiangye Capital.

Xia Taiqian's expression was gloomy as he sat in his dragon robe in the starry night.

The night was very cold.

His heart was also very cold.

It was cold and cruel.

Because he wanted revenge, because he had endured for decades.

There was a cup of wine on the table. Every night, he would drink some because when the cold wine entered his throat, it would turn into a flame that burned his internal organs.

Only by being burned by fire would it feel better.

But he never drank too much, because if he drank too much, it would affect his thinking and weaken his mind.

Today, the starlight was just right, so he was drinking again.

As he drank, he saw two people walk out of the shadows. A man and a woman. It was Xia Ji and Xia Xiaosu.

Xia Taiqian had a playful look on his face. In his view, these two had already set their tragic fates.