Feng Wanshi continued in his usual flat tone:
### "Almost at the same time Senior Xueluo established the Snow Family, the Wind, Rain, and Snow Three Great Families were established together. Their origins—and their predecessors."
### "After Senior Xueluo established the family, a genius emerged among his descendants. Ahem, cough cough... That would be Lord Xue Fuxiao."
### "..."
### "Several years later, the Cloud Top Weapon Compendium appeared for the first time. Senior Xue Wu was ranked first back then. In second place was the then Chief Guardian of the Sole True Sect, the Wutian Saber Devil."
### As Feng Wanshi introduced these matters, there were some places where his words became vague.
### For example, he did not mention the names of some friends, while for specific time spans, he substituted phrases like "many years" and "a long time ago" instead of giving exact numbers.
### But aside from the deliberately concealed "ahem, cough cough" in the middle, the entire account flowed like moving clouds and running water, without even the slightest stumble.
### To Feng Wanshi, these events might have taken place long ago, but they were internal "family affairs" of the Wind, Rain, and Snow Family. They were effortless for him, and he could recount them offhand.
### Xue Wu gazed blankly at the empty space before him. As Feng Wanshi spoke, he was drawn back into memories from a distant past.
### In his bewildered eyes, those people from back then seemed to appear once more—those brothers, those sisters, that turbulent era, that life in the martial world when they had summoned wind and howled rain.
### The dashing Xueluo, the nimble Xue Fei; the beautiful Feng Shuang, the domineering Feng Lei, the ethereal Feng Yan; the shameless Yu Di, the delicate Yu Si, and