"Don't worry, I will do my best," Tao Hua promised.
In fact, he wasn't willing to treat just anyone who came to the door seeking medical help, but Xuanyuan Wushuang's mysterious identity and her family's illness intrigued him, which was why he agreed to help.
After they left, Rong Shaoze sat on the sofa, his long legs resting on the coffee table.
Tao Hua asked him, "Do you think she might be from the Xuanyuan Sect?"
Rong Shaoze said indifferently, "I don't know. Xuanyuan Sect lost contact with Yanhuang over a hundred years ago, and I don't know if they still exist."
"Isn't your grandmother's surname Xuanyuan? Haven't you heard anything from her?" Tao Hua asked curiously.
Rong Shaoze gave a faint smile, "Since my grandmother's great-grandfather's generation, our families have been separated and lost contact. Even my grandmother doesn't know where the rest of the Xuanyuan family is."
