"That guy... I really hate him." In a certain space, a young man with black-and-white hair stared at the white-haired youth and muttered softly. The chill in his eyes was unmistakable.
"What do you plan to do about it?" Beside him, ripples spread through space as a silver-robed man stepped out. He stood next to the black-and-white-haired man and chuckled.
"Then cripple him," the black-and-white-haired man said softly. His tone was exceedingly calm, but his gaze grew colder still.
"Oh! And what about that Xiao Yan? What are you planning to do with him?" the silver-robed man continued with a light laugh.
"I'll make him leave the Young Lady."
"And if he refuses?"
"Then he'll die."
Hearing that answer, the silver-robed man smiled and said nothing more.
Still, who would be crippled and who would die remained uncertain! More precisely, Xiao Heng simply did not regard these people as worth his attention for now. Fortunately, this conversation had not reached Xiao Heng's ears. Otherwise...!
A bunch of trash. What was there to fear!
After entering the Ancient Clan's headquarters, their accommodations were naturally arranged perfectly for them. There was no need to worry about anything, and dedicated attendants handled their food and drink as well.
There were other amenities as well, but do not misunderstand—they were all perfectly normal, such as tea, wine, battle platforms, and so on...
Still, compared to Xiao Yan, Xiao Heng and the others received somewhat less favorable treatment. But that could not be helped. Not everyone had the Ancient Clan's Little Princess personally accompanying them. Forget the guests who had come this time—even across the entire continent, there was probably only one such person.
Led by an attendant, Xiao Heng and the others took a stroll around, but there was not much worth seeing. The