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After hearing Murong Qing say that this person had come to find him, Han Xiu asked. "Oh, so you're like this, then you're going back?"

Murong Qing nodded without hesitation, "Of course I have to go back."

"Mm, going back is also good. If you don't want to be scolded by your father, then I won't send you off." With that, Han Xiu walked back into the house.

Murong Qing turned around and looked at the back of Han Xiu as he entered, and his heart was actually a little reluctant.

At Da Zhuang's place, he would not be bullied, but instead live a very carefree and relaxed life. However, once he returned, his life would return to the gray life of being bullied and humiliated.

If one was smart, they would choose to stay.

However, Murong Qing still held a trace of expectation for his father in his heart. He hoped that his father would pay attention to his son, and that was why he wanted to return.

Seeing him like that, Lin Li reached out his hand to tug at him, "Qing, let's go, the old master is back!"

"Oh, okay. Let's go."

Because he did not bring anything along when he came, when he left, Murong Qing did not have anything else to take with him.

Not long after Murong Qing left, Han Xiu walked out of the house. He had already changed his clothes to the same clothes that Da Zhuang usually wore, this way, he would not attract anyone's attention.

He did not need to hide behind Murong Qing, and headed straight for the Murong Family.

He actually wanted to see how this brat was being bullied by his big brother and second sister in Murong Family.

After everyone had left, the blue-robed man who had been following Han Xiu walked out from behind a tree.

He watched Han Xiu's leaving figure, his eyes staring straight at Han Xiu's vigorous footsteps, thick suspicions surfaced in his eyes.

This was clearly a pace that only a practitioner would have. However, the Han Xiu in his memory who was unable to support the wall was a useless person whose steps were fake and had long been labeled as the trash of the martial world.

It was obvious that they weren't the same person, but this person looked very much like the missing Han family.

Even though he had disappeared for five years and the variables within those five years would be great, no matter how much he changed, it was impossible for a person without any intelligence to become a Martial Arts Fighter with good aptitude.

However, that was only his initial judgment. As for whether this young man belonged to the mortal world's martial arts forest, or his Cultivation Realm, he would have to carry out a deeper observation.

If this person was just a mortal, then Han Xiu and Han Family merely had the same surname and coincidentally looked like each other.

Although this coincidence was somewhat unbelievable, it was not impossible.

If not for his heavy responsibilities, the blue-clothed man would have been interested in observing this Han Xiu to see if he was a member of the Han Family.

After all, this place was extremely far from the Sun Mountain. If he wanted to meet this young man again, it would be impossible unless he came here again, or —

This young man going to Sun Mountain …

After that, he circled around Han Xiu's Bamboo House, flicked his sleeves, and left …