Ye Haoran knew everything about Wen Haishan and Xuan Yuan Haoran as well.
Even an impartial judge could hardly settle family affairs.
He had no way of saying who was right or wrong in this matter either!
He only knew that Xuan Yuan Haoran was utterly enraged.
He had personally used a secret technique to cripple his most prized disciple and son-in-law, leaving him to await death.
The moment Ye Haoran learned of this, he had asked Ye Tinglian to speak with Xuan Yuan Haoran, but it had come to nothing. Xuan Yuan Haoran was extremely unyielding and showed Ye Tinglian no regard whatsoever.
Ye Haoran genuinely liked Xiao Chen.
Back when Ye Qingxuan and Xiao Chen had been inseparable as glue and lacquer, he had felt that the young man possessed a pure character, treated people generously, and had terrifying talent. He would surely achieve greatness someday.
He simply had not expected Xiao Chen to later be framed and fall with a thunderous crash. Just when everyone believed he was about to sink beyond recovery, he rose like a comet, slapping every last one of them across the face.
The Sword Demon had forcibly challenged Dao Peak Mountain.
It was too explosive.
Like a peerless bolt of thunder.
It instantly shocked countless factions.
At the same time.
Dao Peak Mountain.
Inside a majestic, ancient blue divine hall.
Xuan Yuan Haoran sat high upon a black grand chair.
His expression was indifferent as he looked down at the somewhat uneasy Zhao Tunhai and Lin Qianshan.
"Xiao Chen single-handedly defeated all the Heavenly Prodigy Rank geniuses of both the Ancient and Demon Factions, then ultimately obtained the Soul Elegy?" Xuan Yuan Haoran had only just emerged from seclusion when he received this astonishing news.
His expression remained calm, like a