Ancestor Xiao Xuan was still alive?
If this had been the Xiao Yan of the past, he would have scoffed at it, dismissing it as nothing more than one of the enchantress's tricks.
After all, given the personality Xiao Xuan had displayed, as long as he still had even a single breath left, he could never have stood by and watched the Xiao Clan decline to such a state, much less allowed the Ancient Clan to strip the Xiao Clan of all its quotas.
If he learned what the Elder Council had done, wouldn't he turn this entire place upside down?
But when Xiao Yan recalled the strange expressions on Hun Yu and Xun'er's faces, doubt immediately crept into his heart.
Could Ancestor really still possess consciousness in this world?
The moment this utterly inconceivable possibility surfaced in his mind, Xiao Yan could no longer remain calm. His expression became extraordinarily vivid.
After all, although Xiao Yan had never cared much about age and seniority, that was only because the Xiao Family had been too weak.
With the Xiao Family's former foundations, even a Da Dou Shi had been an exceedingly rare existence. At most, the family had only ever seen four generations living under one roof, while Xiao Yan had never even met his grandfather.
And now, he was about to cross a full thousand years to pay respects to his great ancestors!
The kind hanging on a wall, at that!
For Xiao Yan, who possessed memories of a previous life, this explosive revelation was still far too ahead of its time.
Moreover, the most critical issue was not even that.
At this thought, Xiao Yan stiffly turned his head toward the charming, smiling girl and said dryly, "Ruoruo."
"What does Husband command?"
Hun Ruoruo answered sweetly, unusually carrying