When Venerable Heming, the Sect Master of Cangyun Immortal Sect, stepped into the hall, Hu Fengting, who had been hiding in the side room, felt his heart tighten. He hurriedly called for the women of the household and told them to come out and brew tea.
Several Hu women hurried out in a panic, trembling as they added tea for the two great figures in the hall.
Su Fan could not help curling his lips. You people are damn snobs.
But he ultimately did not take the Hu Household, such a minor household, seriously. He merely glanced at Venerable Heming across from him with a half-smile.
"Senior Brother Heming, I've already sent word to the Xiao Family and given them only fifteen minutes. If they don't send that girl back, I'll wipe out the Xiao Family, root and branch, through all nine degrees of kinship. I always keep my word..."
As Su Fan's voice fell, Venerable Heming stiffened where he stood, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Was that something an immortal sect disciple should say? This fellow did not look like an immortal sect disciple in the slightest.
If immortal sect disciples casually threatened to slaughter entire households, how were they any different from disciples of evil demonic sects?
"Junior Brother Su Fan, calm down. I'll contact Junior Brother Yongshou right now and have him send that girl over as quickly as possible..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Venerable Heming hurriedly took out his Communication Formation Disk and strode out of the Hu Household's hall.
Watching the old man hurry away, Su Fan let out a cold laugh.
If the Xiao Family did not hand over Hu Xuan today, he would write the character "Su" upside down—he would slaughter the Xiao Family down to the last member of its