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A sigh sounded beside everyone's ears. All of them looked up, only to see a figure slowly walk out from within the grave marker. Black hair spilled over his shoulders, making him look especially carefree.

The gentle smile on that face made people feel as if they were basking in a spring breeze, while his eyes carried a trace of relief as he looked at Xiao Chen. This figure was naturally Xiao Xuan, the man who had met Xiao Yan back then! Seeing Xiao Xuan appear, Xiao Chen's iron-hard, unsmiling face instantly crumbled. Tears blurred his eyes as he cried out, "Older Cousin Xiao Xuan!!"

"All right, all right. Crying in front of so many younger members of the clan—what sort of old ancestor do you look like now?" Xiao Xuan shook his head helplessly. As he looked at Xiao Chen's tearful appearance, certain memories from the past also flashed through his mind.

With a thud, Xiao Chen dropped to his knees and sobbed in grief, "If I hadn't been so obsessed with the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame back then, I wouldn't have been trapped by it in the Demon Flame Space. I..."

Xiao Xuan shook his head. With a wave of his hand, he helped Xiao Chen up and said, "You were indeed quick to anger back then, and your temperament was stubborn. But even if you had not gone to the Demon Flame Space, the outcome of that battle would not have changed."

"Now, you could also be said to have gained a blessing from disaster. At the very least, you preserved your life. With you guarding the current Xiao Clan, I can feel somewhat more at ease."

Xiao Xuan and Xiao Chen's relationship was that of cousins who had grown up together since childhood. Back then, Xiao