C1229 The Old Monster Protecting His Son

Xia Ming and his group stopped and turned around with an expressionless face.

In their line of sight, there were more than ten young men walking towards them. They should be the third generation of the Xuan family.

The leader was less than thirty years old. He was tall and had an extraordinary bearing. He was the one who spoke just now. There was a hint of ridicule on his face