Xie Bowen was completely stunned.
This was something he had completely unexpected.
His daughter is actually related to the reclusive Huo family?!
Suddenly, he realized something was wrong, and even his voice tightened. "How did you know? How did they confirm your identity?"
Xie Xihe knew that her old father was wary of the ancient martial arts world. Since there was no trouble for the time being, she did not plan to tell him about her meeting with the Xie family.
He simply said, "My uncle said that I look a lot like my grandmother. Plus, the young master of the Huo family has the same dragon-shaped jade pendant, so I recognized her."
Xie Bowen glanced at her suspiciously: "Would you be so proactive?"
Xie Xihe said seriously: "They said they would come to your house to confirm with you, but I thought it was too much trouble, so I told you."
Xie Bowen didn't notice his daughter's nonsense and breathed a sigh of relief.
He said, with his daughter's cold personality, how could she take the initiative to come forward and recognize her as a relative.
This is more like that...
Thinking of something, he nodded: "Okay, okay."
Although the Huo family is not as good as the ancient martial arts Xie family, it is also one of the largest families. With the Huo family around, his daughter's safety can be better guaranteed.
...At least it will delay those people from finding her.
Xie Bowen thought about it, looked at Xie Xihe, and said, "Since this is your grandmother's house, then when you come back from this competition, Dad will go with you to the Huo family so that we can check the information again to avoid misidentifying relatives."
Xie Xihe responded: "Okay."
*
In order to reassure her old father and for convenience, Xie Xihe brought Zhu Ming and Xuan San with her.
However, Xie Xihe had to travel with the team, so Zhu Ming and Xuan San bought separate tickets and set off first with Xie Xihe's luggage.
Xie Xihe was dressed casually, in a simple black shirt and jeans, and carried a backpack of the same color as his clothes when he arrived at the airport.
Not too early, not too late, just three o'clock.
There are teams from three schools, each with six regular members, two substitute members and a team leader, for a total of twenty-seven people.
The Academic Association sent two people to the scene, one was Ning Zhihong, who had appeared in the previous seven-school exchange competition, and the other was Ou Dingwen, a senior member who was also one of the vice presidents of the Academic Association.
The entire team is led by Ou Dingwen as the main person in charge, and Ning Zhihong as the assistant, who are responsible for coordinating the arrangements for this international elite competition.
Xie Xihe was the last student to arrive.
Ou Dingwen glanced at her, his expression somewhat indifferent. He then withdrew his gaze and said directly, "Everyone knows what happened in the last competition. The three Chinese teams left with high hopes but returned disappointed, leaving countless Chinese people deeply disappointed."
"I hope everyone will learn from their mistakes in this competition, stop playing tricks that can be easily exposed, and participate in the competition with a down-to-earth attitude."
"I also ask some students not to take advantage of their own abilities and do whatever they want, and not to look down on others. Remember, there are always people better than you, and there are many people in the world who are more outstanding than you."
"Especially since this competition is being held at the world's top university, Blessing Academy. Blessing Academy has everything except all sorts of geniuses. Whether or not we can get a ranking is secondary. The most important thing is not to bring shame to China!"
He was talking to all the students, but his gaze remained in the direction of the morning light, especially on Chu Xuan and Xie Xihe. It was quite obvious who the "some students" he was referring to were.
Ning Zhihong's face was filled with embarrassment, especially when he thought about his own president's special feelings for Xie Xihe. He was even more uneasy. He couldn't help but tug at Ou Dingwen's sleeve and said, "Vice President Ou, it's almost time to register."
He then gave him a few stern glances, signaling him to stop.
Ou Dingwen glanced at him, giving him some face after all, and snorted again before stopping talking.
Everyone in the Dawn Light looked unhappy. Those with hot tempers like Duanmu Zewen and Lin Jiangfei were so angry that they almost rushed up to argue with each other, but were stopped by Chu Xuan.
Chu Xuan's face was stern, and he said in a calm voice, "There are people everywhere who dislike the Light of Dawn. We can't just beat them up every time we see them. The best way to deal with them is to win the game and give them a good slap in the face."
"There's no need to say anything extra, and it won't make sense."
Duanmu Zeming's face darkened: "That's true, but I can't swallow this!"
Xie Xihe raised his eyes casually: "That's easy, can't we just find a deserted place and put him in a sack? Isn't it easier to do it with your hands than with your mouth?"
Chu Xuan, Su Jinchuan, and Lin Jiangfei, who had already mastered the sack-tying technique, agreed deeply: "Junior Sister is right."
Duanmu Zeming: "..."
He couldn't help but take two steps back, looking at the four brothers and sisters in horror.
But the imagination was still exciting, and he twisted his neck excitedly: "Remember to call me!"
Lin Jiangfei made an OK gesture.
Xie Xihe stared at him for a moment, until the hairs on his back almost stood up, and then he said, "Why are you leading the team? Where's the teacher?"
Duanmu Zeming couldn't help but shrink back, avoiding Xie Xihe's gaze and said, "He was feeling unwell temporarily, so he said he would come back two days later and asked me to lead the team for him first."
Xie Xihe looked at him steadily.
Although she didn't say anything and her eyes weren't particularly sharp, Duanmu Zeming just felt uncomfortable. Finally, he couldn't stand being stared at anymore and raised his hands in surrender, saying, "I'm scared of you. Your teacher said he was going to find something and has already gone over."
Fearing that they might act impulsively, he quickly added, "But he's already said he won't take any risks. He's just going to take a look, so you don't have to worry."
Although they said so, the four people's faces still darkened, especially Chu Xuan, whose face turned pale in the dark, and a rare panic appeared in his cold eyes.
He looked at Xie Xihe almost subconsciously.
Xie Xihe had lowered his eyes, and where no one could see, his fingers were moving rapidly. At a certain moment, his eyes suddenly froze.
A semi-ominous hexagram.
Judging from the results she deduced, Fang Xun did not take any risks on this trip, but he would encounter danger for unknown reasons, which could result in injuries at best and his life at worst.
Xie Xihe took out her cell phone and called Fang Xun, but the call was unavailable. Her face became even darker.
Duanmu Zeming said quietly, "No need to fight. He took an earlier flight than us, more than five hours earlier. He's probably still on the way."
Xie Xihe glanced at him coldly.
But I didn't have time to pay attention to him at this moment, so I asked directly: "Do you have any flight information?"
Duanmu Zeming stared at her fiercely, shrinking his neck and saying, "Yes."
As he spoke, he searched on his mobile phone and found the flight information he had booked for Fang Xun.
Xie Xihe took a quick glance, took out the computer from his bag, and started typing quickly.
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