"I really didn't expect that the wastrel would actually come back with the Ghost Spirit Grass!" In the Ximen Family's acting family head's room, Ximen Shuang's uncle had a sinister expression on his face: "Ximen Yan, that wastrel, couldn't even stop Ximen Shuang, he's simply a fool!"
"Big Brother, what do we do now?" A man sitting below the acting family head asked gravely: "Now that Ximen Shuang has taken out the Ghost Spirit Grass in public, if we refine it into an elixir and the old man awakens, all our prior arrangements will be for naught!"
"Yes, and besides, if the old man wakes up, he might even hold us accountable!" Another middle-aged man said with a worried expression: "Why don't we go all out and not hold back..."
