Xia Qian looked at his nephew in front of him. He had always felt that although this nephew was intelligent, he was a bit too gentle in his actions.

He lacked the usual boldness and vigor of the Xia family, which made Xia Qian worry that Xia Chen might stray down the wrong path, relying solely on dark schemes like a snake lurking in the shadows.

But now, it seemed he had misjudged him.

This nephew of his was clearly a perfect blend of strength and gentleness, with a balance of yin and yang. He liked to think things through but was not lacking in decisive action.