Xiao Nantian had just entered the main hall when he saw a middle-aged man slowly raise his head.
The man's gaze was chilling, with a trace of sinister gloom between his brows. He looked somewhat like the late Xiao Shan.
This man was none other than the Xiao Clan's Clan Master, Xiao Chongyang.
"The auction is over?"
Xiao Chongyang looked at Xiao Nantian below and spoke.
Thud!
Xiao Nantian dropped straight to his knees and cried out tremblingly, "I am guilty. Please punish me, Clan Master."
Xiao Chongyang raised a brow. "Don't rush. Tell me slowly."
Xiao Nantian did not dare delay in the slightest. "Second Young Master is dead."
Whoosh!!!
Xiao Chongyang, who had still been able to maintain his composure, sprang to his feet and roared, "What did you say?"
Seeing Xiao Chongyang lose control in an instant, Xiao Nantian's expression changed drastically, and he hastily lowered his head.
"Speak. What exactly happened, and who did it?"
Xiao Chongyang slammed a palm onto the table and roared.
Xiao Shan had been the son he valued most after Xiao Xuan.
But Xiao Xuan could no longer be counted on, because with his ambitions, he would never return to the Xiao Clan to become its Clan Master.
Thus, Xiao Shan had been his only heir.
For this reason, he had poured who knew how many resources and how much painstaking effort into Xiao Shan.
Yet now, Xiao Nantian was telling him that he was dead.
How could he possibly accept that?
In his eyes, no matter who that person was, they had to pay the price.
And it had to be a price written in blood.
Xiao Nantian hurriedly said, "The one who killed Second Young Master was Chen Wen."
As he spoke, he recounted the entire course of the