The other cultivators in the restaurant were silent one by one, as if they hadn't seen or heard what had just happened, and they were still eating their own food. [No pop-up novel network]

"Ninth Young Master, you're here!"

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe who had just said a word when Li Batian and Liu Tang were arguing walked out of the room behind the counter again, walked towards the young Xia family disciples who had just arrived with a smile on his face, and said in his mouth as he walked out.

"Quickly find someone to clean up this table!" The small-eyed Xia family disciple pointed to the dirt on the table, and said to the middle-aged man in the brocade robe with an impatient look.

"Okay, well, clean up right away!Young masters, please wait a moment!" said the middle-aged man in the brocade robe with a disgusting smile.

Seeing this, Xia Yan didn't have much feeling in his heart. With his current state of mind, he wouldn't take these little things to heart at all. He didn't come back this time to rectify the style of the Xia family's children. So at this time, Xia Yan didn't have the idea of coming forward, but he was just a little disappointed in these young children of the Xia family.

"Li Fang, what the hell are you doing? Hurry up! What a piece of rubbish. The middle-aged man in the brocade robe suddenly shouted into the restaurant, and shouted with a curse in his mouth.

"It's coming!"

A rather vicissitudes of sound came from inside, and then, a cyan figure came out of the corner, holding some utensils in his hands and lowering his head.

"It's ......"

When Xia Yan saw the face of this middle-aged man named Li Fang, his heart couldn't help but shake slightly. A face quietly appeared in Xia Yan's mind.

"How can this person look so similar to Brother Li Yuanchun?" Xia Yan took a breath and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Although hundreds of years have passed, Xia Yan has never forgotten some important people in his life. 's own master, and the old brother Li Yuanchun, whose surname is hearty.

When Xia Yan saw this middle-aged man in a shabby green robe, he immediately thought of Li Yuanchun.

"Could it be ......" Xia Yan's face moved slightly, his mood gradually fluctuated, and his eyes were slightly astringent.

Cultivators, on the way to cultivation, need to be indifferent and put cultivation first. But people have feelings, let alone Xia Yan?

"Hurry up, you waste!" the middle-aged man in the brocade robe scolded the ragged man again, "Didn't you see the Ninth Young Master waiting for a meal?"

"Yes!" Li Fang nodded in response.

Xia Yan saw that this Li Fang only had one arm, and he had not cultivated the Spirit Gathering Acupoint, that is, he was not even a spirit master. It seemed that his steps were still a little faltering, as if he was seriously ill, and his face was pale. Also, if you reach the realm of a spiritual master, how can you do such a job?

He ...... It must have something to do with Brother Li Yuanchun!" Xia Yan saw this Li Fang's eyes, and his heart was even more determined, although Li Fang kept his head down, Xia Yan could feel his eyes.

"Li Fang, who are you Li Yuanchun?"

Xia Yan didn't hesitate any longer, stood up and stepped forward directly, and asked Li Fang indifferently.

Seeing Xia Yan in a white robe coming over, several young people from the Xia family, as well as the middle-aged man in a brocade robe in the restaurant, all looked at Xia Yan. In their opinion, Xia Yan is very young, but he has a peculiar temperament that they can't tell. The faces of these people couldn't help but be a little complicated.

"Huh?"

Li Fang heard someone shouting his name and mentioning Li Yuanchun, so he raised his head, looked at Xia Yan, and found that Xia Yan was just a young man, and then lowered his head again and continued to clean up the table.

"Do you mean my grandfather Li Yuanchun, who died more than a hundred years ago!" Li Fang's voice revealed a sadness, but there was no sadness in his expression. But Xia Yan seemed to be able to feel the grief in his heart.

"Sure enough, it's my brother's descendant!" Xia Yan's heart moved slightly.

Xia Yan had actually guessed a long time ago that Brother Li Yuanchun might have died a long time ago. After all, with Li Yuanchun's qualifications at that time, it was difficult to cultivate to the Spirit Emperor realm. If you don't step into the realm of the Spirit Emperor, even if you are a strong person in the Spirit Sect, you will generally only have a lifespan of two hundred years. And it has been nearly three hundred years since he left the world of light separation. I'm afraid most of the people I know are dead!

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man in the brocade robe frowned and looked at Xia Yan with slanted eyes, obviously dissatisfied with Xia Yan's sudden appearance. But Xia Yan didn't look like a different person, so he asked tentatively.

Xia Yan didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man in the brocade robe, but said to Li Fang, "Li Fang, why are you doing such work here, why don't you cultivate?"

A cloud of anger began to grow in Xia Yan's heart. Before he left the Light Separation World, he had made a more detailed arrangement, and the people who were close to him had a special arrangement plan. Li Yuanchun, of course, is in Xia Yan's arrangement, but now Li Yuanchun's descendants are doing such a job in the Xia Family Restaurant that ordinary people are unwilling to do.

Moreover, for some reason, this Li Fang also broke an arm. Xia Yanfang had just seen Li Fang's severed arm, which was by no means innate, but was cut off by someone with a sharp weapon.

"If you want to live, you can't die!Otherwise, my father will die too!" Li Fang shook his head, he wasn't looking at Xia Yan when he spoke, and his voice was also very low.

"Is your father still alive, where is it, take me to see it!" Xia Yan frowned even tighter, and immediately asked.

"Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged man in the brocade robe trembled, his eyes narrowed, and he began to become a little impatient.

The young Xia family disciples also looked at Xia Yan with a fierce gaze, and their anger gradually surged.

"I'll take you over after I'm cleaned up!" Li Fang paused, and after saying a word, he began to continue wiping the table in front of him.

"In the future, you are not allowed to do this, take me to see your father now!" Xia Yan suddenly looked at him, and said to Li Fang in a somewhat domineering tone.

"Boy, you are not small!" The small-eyed young man of the Xia family touched his chin, paused, and then said to Xia Yan, "In our Xia family's restaurant, you dare not to put the people of our Xia family in your eyes, I think you are impatient!"

The small-eyed cultivator's nostrils dilate, and his voice suddenly became sharper. Although Xia Yan didn't look like an ordinary person, in the Holy City, on the territory of the Xia family, they didn't have to fear anyone. Even if the Spirit Sect is strong in front of them, they have to put away their arrogance and behave with their tails between their legs.

"Are you a child of the Xia family?" Xia Yan turned sideways, looked at the small-eyed man, and asked indifferently.

"Hmph, it's good that you know!" the small-eyed man sneered and nodded his head a little proudly.

"Who is managing the Xia family now?Who is the head of the Xia family now?" Xia Yan asked again.

Hearing this, the muscles on the Ninth Young Master's face trembled, and he looked at Xia Yan in shock.

"What does this person mean when he speaks like this? He even asked who is managing the Xia family now, and who is he? On the mainland, who doesn't know who the patriarch of the Xia family is?" The Ninth Young Master's heart quickly swirled his thoughts.

This ninth young master, named Xia Zhuang, is also an extremely intelligent person, a direct descendant of the Xia family, and his status is quite high. The current children of the Xia family, plus the side branches, have more than 10,000 people, and the family can be described as huge, even those ancient families that have been inherited for thousands of years cannot be compared with the scale of the Xia family.

"Who the hell are you?" the little eyes were stunned, and their voices were a little hoarse, but their voices were much lowered.

Many diners in the restaurant stopped eating at this time, and looked at Xia Yan and several young children of the Xia family with some doubts, and they also guessed in their hearts what the identity of this young man in white was, and why was his tone so big?

"What's going on?" Just then, an old voice came from outside the restaurant. Immediately, a gray figure stepped in from outside the door.

Xia Yan's eyes turned and he saw that it was a cultivator of the Spirit Trace Realm, with a gray beard and a very old look.

"I've seen Nineteen Elders!"

The children of the Xia family, as well as the middle-aged man in the brocade robe in the restaurant, saw the old man who had just walked in from outside, their faces changed, and they hurriedly stepped forward to salute, extremely respectful.

Xia Zhiqi, the nineteenth elder of the Xia family!

"Hmm!" Xia Zhiqi looked at the people from the Xia family in the restaurant, nodded, and then asked, "You don't eat here, what are you doing here?"

Xia Zhiqi's old face was a little displeased, obviously not supporting the Xia family's children arguing with others. In fact, in the family rules of the Xia family, it is required that the children of the Xia family need to keep a low profile when they are outside, and they must not use the power of the family to oppress them. But because the Xia family is indeed extremely powerful, most outsiders are afraid of the Xia family's energy. These children of the Xia family were active at the door of their homes, and some of them inadvertently developed the habit of flying and domineering.

"Elder Nineteen, this ...... In fact, this is not the fault of a few young masters and young ladies, it is mainly this person who actually affects the operation of our restaurant!" The middle-aged man in the brocade robe groaned for a while, and still pointed at Xia Yan and said to the nineteenth elder Xia Zhiqi.

"Oh?" Xia Zhiqi naturally looked at Xia Yan when he heard this.

At this glance, Xia Zhiqi's eyes were suddenly round, and even his beard was blown.

Resemble!

Xia Zhiqi, as the nineteenth elder of the Xia family, is of course qualified to enter the Xia family's elders' house! And in the elder's house, there are portraits of the Xia family's patriarchs of the past dynasties. Among them, there is a character in a portrait, although he has never served as the patriarch of the Xia family, but his portrait is hanging above the portraits of the patriarchs of the past dynasties, which shows his high status.

The character in the portrait is Xia Yan, who led the Xia family to prosperity, and the person in the portrait is also dressed in white, which is exactly the same as the young man in white in front of him. So after Xia Zhiqi saw Xia Yan, his heart was violently shaken, and he thought he had seen a ghost!

(To be continued)