Within the ancient hall, Xiao Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. Before him floated a pool dotted with Green Lotus blossoms, continuously giving off a refreshing fragrance, as though drifting weightlessly through the air.
As the girl's words fell, ripples began spreading across the once tranquil surface.
"I truly never expected that he and I would still be bound by such a cursed fate."
Looking at the smiling girl before him, Xiao Xuan's eyes rarely revealed a trace of daze as he let out a quiet sigh.
Even Yao Xian, who had only met the Soul Clan's Clan Leader once, could recognize her identity at a glance. For him, this was naturally no secret.
The girl before him was none other than the culprit who had destroyed the Xiao Clan, the great enemy who had personally driven him into a dead end—Hun Tiandi's daughter!
"With your magnanimity, Senior, you surely won't settle the grudges of your generation upon us juniors, will you?" Hun Ruoruo blinked and said with a smile.
"Heh. You really are as cunning as he is, girl."
Xiao Xuan shook his head with a smile. Seemingly seeing through Hun Ruoruo's concerns, he said indifferently, "No need to be nervous. Given my status, I would not stoop to arguing with a junior like you."
At this point, he paused, amusement flickering in his eyes. "Besides, if I truly bullied the young, let alone your father, even that old fellow Gu Yuan would probably mock me for the rest of my life."
Hearing this, Hun Ruoruo's gaze softened, and she finally let out a slight sigh of relief.
Even with her current composure, she had to admit that when facing such a supreme expert of the past—especially one whose attitude remained unclear—she could not remain completely calm.