"Hou Kong is twenty-six this year, has a Superior Battle Body, and his Mid-stage Cold Resistance Cultivation already possesses the strength of four manes, making him the most talented among the Hou Family's peers. Unfortunately, even Hou Hu back then was nothing more."
On the snowfield, Hou Jing sighed slightly at Xia Hong, regretting his failure to convince Hou Kong to pledge allegiance to Great Xia.
"No matter, his heart is set on Hou Hu; more persuasion will be futile. What about the three remaining Cold Resistance level individuals in Zhaoyang and others? How are they?"
A twenty-six-year-old with a Superior Battle Body could at most earn a commendable evaluation from Xia Hong. He waved his hand at Hou Jing, smiling as he inquired about the status of other individuals from Zhaoyang.
Successfully winning over Hou Jing was an unexpected delight brought by Xia Chuan.
