At the Yang Family, Yang Yao sat in the courtyard.
At that moment, the old man frowned as he looked at Yang Yao and said,
"Yao'er, will killing this man bring us trouble? After all, according to what he said, he belongs to the Grand Princess, doesn't he?"
Yang Yao gave a cold laugh upon hearing that and said,
"One of the Grand Princess's people? Heh. Old Master, do you really think he was one of hers?"
The old man frowned and said,
"Could it... not be?"
Yang Yao curled his lip, his face full of disdain.
"One of the Grand Princess's people? Ridiculous... utterly ridiculous. Old Master, you actually believed him?
"From the information we received, the Capital City is practically in chaos right now.
"The two sides have clashed in secret more times than anyone can count.
"Even the battle between Grandmasters in the Capital City some time ago was related to them.
"Under such circumstances, how could they possibly have time to bother with a little nobody like me?
"Even though our Yang Family is a Six Gates family, we have already declined.
"Though a genius has now emerged, only a genius who grows up can truly be called a genius, because only then can he be of use to them.
"Unfortunately, I'm not there yet. I'm still just an ant—an ant they can crush with a casual pinch.
"So while they may have some ideas, they absolutely would not consider me especially important.
"That was why they only sent a Xiantian Realm fellow.
"Look at that man. The moment he arrived, he was still brimming with arrogance.
"It was as though he did not regard me at all. That haughty attitude of his was practically a deliberate provocation.
"So, Old Master, take a guess. What do