In the living room, there were only two people, Xia Chen and Ningjia Households. Others were rejected by Ningjia Households. So the Ningjia Households couldn't help it anymore. They asked in a hurry, "Elder Xia, why didn't he come back with his ancestors?"

"Old ancestors?"

Summer Chen was silent, and he did not speak. Instead, he took a jar out of the treasure bag and handed it to the owner of Ningjia with a solemn expression.

"This... What is this?"

The owner of Ningjia's family was trembling with both hands. In fact, he had guessed it implicitly, but still some of them could not believe it, or were unwilling to...