Seeing Han Xu rush out, Shen Haoran's brow furrowed slightly. He seemed to sense that something was amiss. The Han Family, it seemed, was in turmoil.
Shen Haoran turned and followed him out. Seeing Han Xu's anxious expression, he asked, "Brother Han, you don't seem too fond of that second uncle of yours, do you?"
Han Xu turned to look at Shen Haoran, his expression heavy. He then said slowly, "Brother Shen, since things have come to this, I won't hide it from you. To be honest, in this Han Family, the only person I can truly trust is my younger sister, Han Xue. Three years ago, my father, the Patriarch of the Han Family, ventured deep into the Desert Land with a team of elites to find a Spirit Medicine that could cure Xiaoxue's cold poison. He never came back. After that, my second uncle, Han Ding, temporarily took over my father's position.
