Xia Family Territory, inside the main hall.
Xia Yifeng sat at the chief seat, helplessly looking at Xiao Yi in front of him.
Xiao Yi also looked helpless, letting out a bitter smile.
He had just come out of the Ice Palace's Fourth Floor not long ago, and Xia Yifeng had already caught up to him, taking him back to the Xia Family Territory.
After a moment, Xia Yifeng was the first to speak, "Palace Master..."
"Stop right there." Xiao Yi interrupted, "That was your own decision, I didn't agree."
He was only here at the Ice Emperor Palace to practice for a while, and had no interest in becoming the Palace Master of this place out of nowhere.
He already had enough trouble on his plate.
Xia Yifeng smiled bitterly, "You have the inheritance of the Ice Venerate Ancestor, this inheritance is the faith of the Martial Artists from Ice Emperor Palace through the ages."
"The purpose of the Ice Emperor Palace's existence is also for this."
