"Who would have thought that the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, the overlords among magical beasts, had gone through something like that? No wonder they had kept such a low profile over the past several thousand years."
After listening to Lin Feng recount everything, Zhao Ran clicked her tongue in amazement, her face full of astonishment.
Who could have imagined that over the past several thousand years, the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan had suffered the split of the three dragon kings, who had attacked one another and depleted countless clan experts, while other members had left because they could not stand the situation, among so many other things?
Having gained a rough understanding of the Ancient Dragon Clan's affairs, Zhao Ran did not know what to say for a moment.
However, when she thought of how Lin Feng had now become enemies with the Ancient Clan, Yan Clan, and Yao Clan, a trace of worry quickly appeared on her gentle, water-like face.
After thinking for a while, she asked, "Is there anything you need me to do?"
"Sister Zhao Ran, just help me look after Zhao'er, Little Cai, and Zhan'er for now. I can't rest easy leaving them here, so I'll have to trouble you to take them somewhere secluded and let them stay there for a while. I may need to enter seclusion later, then deal with some matters. It will take quite some time. Once I've settled those matters, you can bring them back."
Hearing this, Lin Feng looked into Zhao Ran's watery eyes and said calmly, "As for those Three Great Families, unless they truly go mad and attack without regard for the consequences, I may not necessarily fear them."
By the end, a vicious glint flashed through Lin Feng's eyes.
The methods he had used in his