Kowtowing to Admit Fault

Xiao Yan knew when to advance and when to retreat. Since the other side was willing to give him face, he was willing to give them face as well.

After all, face was something both sides had to give each other.

It was just that some people insisted on refusing the face they were given.

"I would like to visit my Master Yao Chen's former residence and erect a gravestone. Could Elder Wanhuo send someone to lead the way?" Xiao Yan asked with a smile.

There was still some time before the Medicine Ceremony began. Since Xiao Yan had come to the Yao Clan, there were naturally certain duties he ought to fulfill as a disciple.

Hearing Xiao Yan's tone turn amicable, Yao Wanhuo nodded and said, "Ling'er, take clan leader Xiao there."

As Yao Wanhuo finished speaking, a beautiful figure shifted over from behind the crowd. It was naturally Yao Ling, whom Xiao Yan had met once in the Demon Flame Space.

Yao Ling wore blue robes, her aura ethereal. Her beautiful eyes held a trace of curiosity and surprise as she looked at Xiao Yan.

Yao Ling possessed a captivating spiritual charm, with an otherworldly aura so pure and untainted that it seemed untouched by dust. Though her beauty could shame flowers and eclipse the moon, it was her captivating spiritual presence that drew more attention.

"It's Junior Sister Yao Ling." Upon seeing Yao Ling arrive, the anger in the hearts of many Yao Clan disciples drawn here instantly vanished. They all struck their most dashing and handsome poses, flashing toothy smiles as though they could charm countless maidens, hoping to catch the beauty's attention.

"Senior Sister Yao Ling has exited seclusion. Will she be participating in the Medicine Ceremony too?"

Seeing Yao Ling appear, even disciples who