It was already past noon, which was the busiest time for everyone in the Xia family, so that Xia Fan and the three of them walked in the family mansion, and they didn't even meet a few servants along the way.

The Xia family has many industries in Qingyang City, and the revenue of these industries supports the operation and development of the entire Xia family.

Among the more than 1,000 people living in the family mansion, except for those servants who specialize in serving and cleaning, everyone else has their own positions in the many industries of the Xia family.

The direct and collateral children naturally dominate these industries, and those servants who have been cultivated by the Xia family and carry death contracts are basically the stewards of various industries, responsible for specific operations and work similar to outreach.

Among them, the particularly outstanding servants can even be rewarded by the Xia family and given the surname Xia, and then have the same status and power as the children of the Xia family in the Xia family!

Such a system also makes those servants in the Xia family dedicate all their wisdom and abilities to the Xia family's industry one by one, just to be able to become a real member of the Xia family in their lifetime.

Hope is the source of motivation for a person to shine.

And the differences between classes are the root of this hope.

It is a great irony that the source of giving comes from exploitation.

Therefore, during the day, except for early morning and night, the entire Xia family mansion has always been very deserted at other times.

Idlers like Xia Fan are really few in the Xia family.

took Bai Xingshu deliberately took a long detour, and Xia Fan observed the changes in Bai Xingshu's demeanor without a trace along the way.

I found that no matter where I passed by the Xia family's mansion, no matter how luxuriously these places were built, Bai Xingshu's expression and even his eyes never changed in the slightest.

He always lowered his head and followed Xia Fan honestly, and his two eyes kept staring at the rice paper in his hand.

This reaction undoubtedly made Xia Fan very satisfied, after agreeing to Bai Xingshu to be his scholar, Xia Fan was still a little worried, afraid that he would change Bai Xingshu's future actions like this, which might have a negative impact on Bai Xingshu's future achievements, but now it seems that this is completely his thinking too much.

A person who has stuck to his heart to such an extent, no matter how much changes have taken place in the process of his growth, will not affect the final destined result.

All the way back to his house, Ya'er, who had already woken up from his sleep, was cleaning the courtyard at this time, Xia Fan happily introduced Bai Xingshu and Ya'er to each other, and then went directly into his study, splashed ink, and wrote a large number of names of medicinal materials on a few pieces of rice paper again.

Due to the deliberate control, there is nothing unusual about these characters that write the names of the herbs.

However, Rao is like this, performing his duties as a scholar, Bai Xingshu, who stood aside to grind Xia Fan as Xia Fan began to write, still had his eyes lit up.

No matter how you control the charm of those fonts, it is just that the written font can become ordinary, and it does not affect Xia Fan's artistic conception in the writing process.

As far as Bai Xingshu is concerned, his attainments in calligraphy and skills have no room for improvement, and the next thing to learn is this kind of artistic conception.

Therefore, it is natural to watch attentively.

Quickly wrote the three pieces of rice paper, Xia Fan called Ya'er into the study again, then rolled up the three pieces of rice paper and handed them to Ya'er, and called Xuehe to accompany Ya'er, according to the types and quantities of those medicinal materials recorded on the rice paper, go to Steward Zhou to retrieve them from the family treasury.

If the family treasury did not have it, he instructed Ya'er to ask Steward Zhou to purchase it from other pharmacies in the city.

Ya'er pouted when she heard this, after all, the number and types of medicinal materials this time were far more than the last time, and the little girl really didn't like this kind of physically demanding work.

But seeing Xia Fan's resolute attitude, Ya'er could only reluctantly agree, and then left the mansion accompanied by Xuehe.

The room was quiet again, and Bai Xingshu reopened the horizontal line written by Xia Fan on the table in the study, and then continued to observe it in a fascination.

Xia Fan didn't care about him, he just walked out of the house alone and paced in the yard.

In his mind, he remembered that when he stood at the gate of the family house, he vaguely felt a trace of the smell from that dark corner.

That's the smell of black hands!

Before reliving, as the top killer in the Black Hand organization, Xia Fan naturally knew a lot about the habits and internal processes of the Black Hand, so as long as there were any clues related to the Black Hand around, Xia Fan would definitely be able to find it at the first time.

It's just that what makes Xia Fan feel a little emotional is that the black hand killer who was just aware of his breath ...... It's so unprofessional.

Even if it's just a low-level killer with a black hand, according to common sense, the quality shouldn't be so bad......

I didn't even do a good job of the basic hidden aura, and although I hid in that dark corner, I could always make people feel a trace of popularity...... If this happened twenty years later, it would have been eliminated from within the Black Hand organization.

It seems that the current black hand, in terms of the requirements for the quality of its internal killers, is far from reaching the height of twenty years later.

Xia Fan thought silently, he was not surprised that there would be traces of black hands around him, after the previous incident of the Council of Elders, Xia Junkai must have been greatly stimulated, so it was completely predictable to make some radical moves.

He just didn't expect that in the huge Qingyang City, the level of manpower stationed by the Black Hand Organization was so inferior.

Twenty years from now, this would be unthinkable.

In Xia Fan's impression, no matter how remote a city with a population of more than one million is, the killers stationed by the Mafia Organization will never be lower than the level of a two-star, that is, the level of a martial artist.

Especially in those more important cities, the Black Hand Organization will even arrange a four-star king-level killer to be stationed.

Therefore, Xia Fan was really a little disappointed with the aura he had just noticed.

Just as Xia Fan was pacing and thinking to himself, Ye still rushed into the courtyard in a hurry.

Seeing that Xia Fan was strolling in this yard, he rushed directly to Xia Fan's eyes, and asked in a hurried voice, "Where did you run in the morning?" Why did Xia Yuan and the Council of Elders ask for a duel with you? And the Council of Elders actually agreed very readily and directly announced to the entire family? What exactly happened before? ”

"Take a breath, don't be in such a hurry, it's not a big deal, even if it's a duel, Xia Yuan can't be my opponent."

Xia Fan smiled and said with the same leaf.

"Of course I know he's no match for you, the problem is that the others don't! The rest of the family didn't know that you had reached the level of a fourth-grade martial artist at all, since this was the case, this duel was obviously Xia Yuan's intention to make you look good, so why did Xia Yuan target you? Shouldn't you explain it to me? ”

Ye still looked at Xia Fan with an angry expression and asked