Xia Mian sighed softly. Her cheap dad and her love-obsessed mom now only have eyes for each other; she is just superfluous!
Although Xia Mian couldn't sense Song Juan, she could sense Xia Zhun.
After all, the same blood flows through her as does through Xia Zhun.
The blood connection is still there.
Xia Mian calmed herself, gathered her divine sense, slightly closed her eyes, and began sensing Xia Zhun.
Xia Zhun's aura was very concealed, looming in a corner of the Divine Manor.
Following Xia Zhun's aura, Xia Mian headed towards that corner.
Probably aware of being sensed, Xia Zhun slightly paused during his walk with Song Juan and glanced towards the direction of the meeting hall.
"Mianmian has found her way here." Xia Zhun squinted his dark eyes slightly, then turned back indifferently, gazing deeply at Song Juan. "Juan'er, thank you for not blaming me."
