"Xiao Yan!!!" Looking at the figure and name that had already been engraved into his soul, Yan Xuan roared through grates teeth, wishing he could hack Xiao Yan into a thousand pieces.
"So it's Yan Xuan of the Yan Clan..."
"Your previous actions toward my Xun Er were quite tedious."
"And then you even joined forces with Shen Hong to encircle and attack Ling Zixi. Let's settle all the grudges between us completely right here, since I don't plan on dragging things out." Xiao Yan walked forward and then added.
"Utter nonsense!"
"The auction was simply a matter of the highest bidder winning. What does that have to do with me?"
"And as for Ling Zixi, even though Shen Hong and I joined forces to attack her, I certainly don't think a commoner like you has the qualifications to aspire to someone of her stature!"
"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? You're merely an ant living at the very bottom of the world, just like a sewer rat surviving in the gloomy, sunless, and stinking dark."
"How could you possibly compare with us, the ancient clans at the pinnacle of the Dou Yun Continent's pyramid?"
"You are just good-for-nothing rubbish!!!" Looking at Xiao Yan's current appearance, boundless hatred and fury surged without any concealment from the corners of Yan Xuan's somewhat distorted and ugly mouth.
"My relationship with the Ling Clan is not shallow, and offending them is equivalent to offending me."
"However, the most fundamental reason is that you angered my Xun Er." Xiao Yan instead laughed slowly, the laughter containing monstrous killing intent.
"I am the proud son of heaven of the Yan Clan. How could you possibly fight me?"
"Besides, that woman of yours is nothing more than common rouge