Xu Yi waved a hand. "So what if I show the Lie family no respect? They're a tiny household, yet they imitate others and pretend to be a great clan? As for Zhu Youliang, others may not know who he is, but I do. Years ago, he came to me and offered five pieces of Profound Yellow Essence, hoping I'd vouch for him and get him entered into the Zhu clan's genealogy. I refused. Back then, he was still called Wang Youliang. Who would've thought that a few years later, he'd transform himself into Zhu Youliang? The Zhu clan descended from Ancestor Witch Zhurong and represented the orthodox Witch Clan. How could we allow someone to pass himself off as one of them? If I didn't know, that would be one thing. But now that I do, I can't pretend to be deaf and dumb."
Zhu Youliang shuddered violently and shouted, "I'm a descendant of the Zhu clan, as the Yan clan can attest! How can you call me an impostor? Zhu Suijie, you're sticking your nose too far into other people's business!" All the Witch Clans under heaven took pride in descending from the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but among them, only Ancestor Witch Zhurong had left behind the most numerous branches.
Thus, impostors claiming to belong to the Zhu clan were more numerous than any others. Some had been passing themselves off as Zhu descendants for dozens of generations. By now, it was hard to tell truth from falsehood. More than ten generations ago, the Sui clan had drawn up the Zhu clan's genealogy to set the record straight, establishing thirteen legitimate branches. Even so, the impostors had never stopped.
Xu Yi sneered. "The Yan clan may be a branch of the Zhu clan, but what right do they