Yes, it was a show of force, not an interception.
Because the person who had acted carried no killing intent, nor did he intend to strike at the Feather Clan. He had merely come to flaunt his arrogance.
"Hahahaha! I was wondering who it was. So it's you, you mangy bird. It seems the Feather Clan really has declined, sending a defeated opponent like you to escort the younger generation of your clan. Aren't you afraid someone will wipe you all out in one fell swoop?"
From high in the sky came an incomparably booming voice, arrogant beyond measure, practically grinding Dan Ying's dignity beneath its feet.
Meng Zhao looked as though he were facing a formidable enemy, but inwardly, he stirred slightly. The speaker's realm was not much higher than Dan Ying's, so how could he be so wildly arrogant?
Dan Ying also frowned. Then he gave a cold snort, and sound waves surged like a tide, transforming into a white wave that spread through the heavens.
"So it's you, you spoiled second-generation brat. If you didn't have such a good brother-in-law, what kind of remarkable figure do you think you'd be?"
"Heh, no matter what you say, it's a fact that you, Dan Ying, lost to me. Even if I'm no match for you now, for the rest of your life, you'll never escape the shadow of having lost at my hands. Dan Ying, we'll leave it at that for today. We'll meet again at Little Cold Mountain Temple. When the time comes, I'll give you a surprise."
After their exchange of barbed words, the young Feather Clan members were brimming with curiosity. There was far too much hidden in what had been revealed.
This Feather Serpent Clan member seemed to be no match for Dan Ying in