Xiao Feng's tears poured down like rain. Though he did not wail aloud, the tears surged forth like a breached riverbank. Paired with his thick brows, large eyes, and square face, he looked like he had suffered an injustice greater than the heavens.
What was there to cry about? Watching him was making Xiao Qiushui want to cry too!
Xiao Qiushui's features twisted for a moment. He had spent many years traveling abroad on behalf of the Xiao Clan and could be considered the clan's spokesman within Nether Passage Realm circles. Accustomed to dealing with renowned orthodox sects, he swiftly suppressed the dark fire in his heart.
"Little brother, it's the New Year. We're all relatives, and they're elders, not outsiders. Suffering a loss is a blessing..."
Xiao Qiushui drew a deep breath and transmitted his voice to Xiao Feng. "Don't be sad. Look on the bright side—he's the son-in-law of our Xiao Clan. When we go see Feng Wenshu later, with him standing guard at our side, we brothers can reclaim every grievance we've suffered lately from Feng Wenshu!"
At those words, Xiao Feng immediately stopped crying.
Big Brother, actually, there are some ways in which I've wronged you too.
But you said it yourself: it's the New Year, we're brothers, not outsiders, suffering a loss is a blessing, and nobody has it easy. So you'll definitely forgive me, right?
"Besides, now that we brothers know where that Xiang fellow lives, if we can't deal with him, can't we deal with that grandson Xiao Yan!"
"Big Brother, that's exactly right!"
The two brothers swiftly came to an agreement. They could do nothing to Xiang Yuan, but dealing with Xiao Yan would be easy as turning over a hand. They would use their status as clan elders to make things