This courtyard is very quiet, with some ordinary flowers and plants, and it does not look luxurious. In the middle of the yard, on a cane chair, lay an old man with gray hair and wrinkled face.

The descendants stood respectfully beside the old man and whispered, "Master, refiner, elder Xia, came to visit us."

"Elder Xia?"

The grey-haired old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at summer with surprise, which seemed very unexpected.

"Who does not seem to have the surname Xia among the refiners of Dongtiangge?"

"Master, elder Xia Chen is a disciple of elder Jin Peng, who has just become a true refiner."

Subordinates also rushed...