Chen Tang and his group halted their steps, his expression impassive as he turned his head to look...
In his sight, a dozen or so young men were walking towards them, likely all third generation descendants of the Xuan Family.
The one leading was under thirty, tall and slender with an extraordinary demeanor. It was he who had just spoken, sarcasm evident on his face that carried a mocking tone, clearly harboring ill intentions.
Xuan Wanzhu's expression grew dark as she whispered into Chen Tang's ear, "That's Xuan Chaoyue, it looks like he's deliberately here to cause trouble. Just ignore him!"
"Exactly, these guys look so unfamiliar, they're definitely not members of our Xuan Family..."
"This place, even when we come to collect some resources, we have to apply for a pass from the higher-ups. When has it become a place where outsiders can freely enter in groups?"
