"Does the Di family intend to be disloyal as well!?" My expression hardened, my face filled with accusation.
Although the Di family and the Guihai family, along with the other twelve families, possessed vast territories, in the end they were merely kings of a country. Only royal clans like the Jiufang family were their true overlords, so it was not wrong to say they were disloyal.
As soon as I said this, Di Suntu, Di Wentang, and Di Wengui—the three generations of father and sons present—showed different expressions, but all of them changed color. Clearly, my sudden attack had caught them off guard as well.
On the way here, I had actually made two preparations. The first was to persuade the Di family peacefully and have them lead the Xian family in continuing to serve the Jiufang family's greater cause. The second was to exert pressure, not ruling out establishing my might through force. That was also why I had spent the journey sounding out the Di family's circumstances and why I attached such importance to their ancestor, Di Juncheng.
After a thoughtful silence, Di Suntu suddenly smiled. "Chief Xia, you seem a little too impatient. Our Di family is a colossal force, and the current situation is plain for all to see. Naturally, we must deliberate countless times before making a choice. Whether we will be disloyal is still too early to say. Even the matter of Jiufang Ye becoming the new family head is not necessarily known to every immortal family in the immortal domain under the Jiufang family, let alone the fact that Jiufang Lin is currently sitting on the throne in the Jiufang family's imperial city. Wouldn't you agree, Chief Xia?"
As the saying went, ginger grew hotter with age. Di Suntu was indeed an old