Bai Xi had understood from a young age that her marriage would probably not be hers to decide—unless the person she liked happened to be the one chosen by the clan.
She had also prepared herself to accept it all. She had enjoyed everything the clan provided, so she had to give everything for the clan in return. It was overbearing, yet it was the law of survival that had allowed the Bai Clan to endure after suffering its great calamity.
"Eight Star Dou Zun...!" After glancing at Xiao Heng once more, Bai Xi still gave her answer with a smile.
Xiao Heng nodded slightly, not overly surprised. That level of strength was quite impressive, but it was not the strongest. At the very least, among a force like the Ancient Clan, there should have been more than one Eight Star Dou Zun of that age.
Yet across the entire continent, such talent was already astonishing. An Eight Star Dou Zun under fifty would be a favored child of heaven anywhere.
Seeing Xiao Heng deep in thought, Bai Xi quickly turned away and smiled faintly. If it were him, then accepting the arrangement would not be so bad after all!
"By the way, don't you have an older brother? How strong is he?" Xiao Heng asked. It was not that he was particularly curious; he simply wanted to see just how deep the foundations of the Bai Clan's younger generation were.
"My brother... he should be around a Six or Seven Star Dou Zun as well! I haven't seen him in a long time. His bloodline concentration isn't as high as mine. During the last test, he only barely reached the eighth grade." Bai Xi thought for a moment before answering softly. She had no intention of concealing anything. It