"The Nanqing Xiang Family was exterminated by the Crimson Flame Army!"
On Lingxi Mountain, Li Chang came in front of Yang Zhengshan and said softly.
The willow branches hanging down in the courtyard were like green silk ribbons, drifting gently in the wind. A careful look showed tiny new buds sprouting all along every branch, tender yellow touched with a hint of emerald green.
Yang Zhengshan stood beneath the willow with his hands clasped behind his back, looking to the south. His gaze was unfathomably deep, as if it could see through layer after layer of mountain forest and behold the Xiang Family's rivers of blood.
"They were exterminated just like that?"
"Mm. Men and women, old and young—none were spared!" Li Chang said.
"They really are vicious and ruthless!" Yang Zhengshan's eyes narrowed slightly.
How could he not know how flimsy that paper note was?
How could a paper note with only a few words convict a martial dao clan?
Yet the Lu Family had so hastily declared the Xiang Family guilty, and Lan Peng had slaughtered hundreds of the Xiang Family just like that!
"Never mind. This can count as solving a problem for us. I only hope the other side doesn't trace it back to us!"
Yang Zhengshan said this indifferently, then summoned Feiyun.
Lan Peng had dealt with the Xiang Family, so he should come over very soon. This Flying Slave Eagle definitely could not be kept, so the only choice was to marry it off.
He stroked the white feathers at Feiyun's neck and said with a chuckle, "This can count as a marriage alliance too. After you marry over, you'd better lay eggs as soon as possible. This old man is still waiting for your chicks to come back and improve the genes of