At the time, Dan Fubo had thought nothing of it. He believed the Dan Family had grown strong enough to stand as an equal to the Three Houses.
Only now did he understand how laughable that belief had been.
A powerful organization was a powerful organization. With a single command, countless heroes would rush to serve it.
Now he saw that the Dan Family's thousand years of glory had been built on nothing but sand. What a pity he'd understood the truth too late.
He regretted bitterly that he hadn't listened to his third brother. Why had he rushed back? If only he'd waited a little longer. But regret was never sold anywhere.
When two lances of light pierced Dan Fubo's body, he felt neither fear nor reluctance, only regret.
His mind was filled with Dan Fuhai's words from the past: "Disasters often accumulate from the tiniest beginnings."
"Though the Dan Family flourishes, it is like a cloud adrift. If its descendants do not cultivate virtue and learning, they will ultimately bring disaster upon the Lineage."
"The Dan Family has lost its reverence for far too long."...
Back then, he hadn't taken a single one of those words to heart.
Now, every one of them seemed like golden rules carved in jade.
If not for Dan Mingyu's arrogance, they might never have provoked Suijie. Even if the Dan Family had fallen, it could have clung on for another century or two.
Xu Yi hadn't known in advance that the Dan Family would be wiped out. Even as the battle at Tongtian Palace shook the stars, he hadn't received the slightest word of it.
When Dan Fubo died, Xu Yi was attending a banquet. The host was Li Tieya. Besides Li Tieya's sworn brothers, the guests included several familiar leaders