Zhou Xian always wore a confident smile as he looked at Qin Yu.
But Qin Yu found that smile utterly hateful.
"With a wave of my hand, heaven and earth crumble. Do you understand my power now?" Zhou Xian asked with a smile.
"Enough!"
The deep voice was calm, yet carried a trace of anger as it echoed through the heavens and earth. Zhou Xian's expression changed, and in an instant, his manner became exceptionally friendly.
"Greetings, Uncle Lan. You've been away from the clan for so long that my father misses you dearly. Before I came, he asked me to give you his regards." Zhou Xian sounded modest and courteous.
Uncle Lan appeared out of thin air.
He glanced toward where Guishui City had stood. Its former site was now a stretch of water, without so much as a brick in sight. The once-thriving city had vanished, and the Li River that had flowed through it had filled the space it left behind.
Despite Guishui City's destruction, Uncle Lan did not seem particularly angry.
"Zhou Xian, you can go back now, can't you?" Uncle Lan said evenly.
Zhou Xian bowed. "I've finished the task Uncle entrusted to me, so I should indeed head back. My cousin must be terribly bored there. I'll go keep her company. Uncle Lan, I'll take my leave."
"Mm."
But Zhou Xian remained where he was. Jiang Lan frowned. "Why aren't you leaving?"
Zhou Xian's expression shifted before he smiled. "Uncle Lan, please release the space you've sealed off first."
Jiang Lan was startled. If Zhou Xian had not spoken up, he would not have noticed.
"Fellow cultivator, whoever you are, please show yourself!"
"There's no need!"
No voice answered. Instead, those words appeared in the Void, followed by another line.
"He may not be