"Senior." Batuo Chen knelt, looking pleadingly at the white-robed youth before him as he said in rapid succession, "My Batuo Clan was once also a royal enfeoffed family of the Tuhua Kingdom. But Yang Xiong, the Heavenly Pillar King, coveted my Batuo Clan and personally moved to wipe out my entire family. Fortunately, I was not in the residence at the time, and only then did I narrowly survive until today."
"Shut your mouth!" Yang Xiong roared from beside them. "Your Batuo Clan's ancestor invited me to meet, only to seize the chance to ambush me with a formation and poison. That was why I struck with all my strength, and your residence was caught up in it."
"But every one of my clan's surviving core disciples was hunted down." Though Batuo Chen felt an invisible pressure, he still argued, "By now, I fear there is only..."