"Teacher, where should we go?"
Feng Xiyun looked at Ye Xuan and asked in a soft voice.
At this moment, Su Tiansheng, who was beside him, stood up.
"Chief Ye Xuan, if you don't mind, you can stay at my Su family's residence for a few days! I will definitely host you well."
"I appreciate Master Su's good intentions, but I brought my disciples out to gain experience in preparation for the sect's Seven Peaks competition, and it's almost time to go back."
After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Su Changhe.
"Young Master Su, I'm quite satisfied with your performance today. It seems that what you said that day is somewhat credible."
"Cough, cough! How would I dare to lie to Chief Ye Xuan? In all of Qingyang City, I am one of the most filial sons, and the role model of filial piety."
Su Changhe spoke these words in a serious tone, but he could not help but secretly wipe the sweat off his forehead.