"Cousin? Aren't I still perfectly fine?"
Inside the thatched hut, Liao Shounan opened his eyes and calmly looked outside.
"Brother Shounan, why must you speak like this? You know who I mean!"
Outside the hut, Liao Huitong walked in with reddened eyes. Looking at Liao Shounan, she continued, "Back then, Brother Liao Xia was not the one at fault for leaving the Night Clan. You know that."
"Oh, you mean Liao Xia. I told you not to preserve his aura back then, so that when he died, you would not have to suffer this grief. Why didn't you heed my advice?"
Liao Shounan chuckled softly, rose, and walked outside. He picked up the wooden ladle beside him, scooped up a ladleful of water, and watered the flowers and grass outside.
"Brother Shounan, how can you talk like that? Brother Liao Xia is dead now. Shouldn't we avenge him? Even if he left the Night Clan back then, the blood flowing through him was still Night Clan blood. How could we allow other cultivators to kill him at will!"
Seeing Liao Shounan's indifferent expression, Liao Huitong could not help shouting.
"Liao Xia refused to acknowledge himself as a member of the Night Clan while he was alive. Why should he acknowledge it after his death?" Liao Shounan's hand paused slightly as he watered the flowers, and he turned to look at Liao Huitong.
"It wasn't that Brother Liao Xia refused to acknowledge his Night Clan identity. Those people went too far in bullying him back then. Otherwise, why would Brother Liao Xia have left Tianbo Domain in anger and gone to cultivate in Xuanling Domain?" Liao Huitong argued emotionally.
"Those people bullied Liao Xia too severely, so Liao Xia chose to flee by betraying the Night Clan? Calling it fleeing gives