The Last Person

"It was still the same. Regarding the truth about the Xiao Tribe back then, he remained half-convinced and half-doubtful." Ya Fei quickly gave her answer. After all, she was the one overseeing Xiao Chen, so she naturally knew these matters inside and out.

"Since that is the case, bring him along for this expedition against the Spirit Clan. We can capture a few people and force answers out of them. The truth will reveal itself soon enough." Xiao Wujiu's gaze was calm as still water, though he was continuously considering the preparations and safeguards needed to bring the key members of the Xiao Clan along.

If he had merely wanted revenge, he would not have needed to worry about so much. He could simply crush everything in his path. Even if he attacked the Ancient Clan directly, he and Zhu Kun working together would have no trouble taking down Gu Yuan. But bringing members of the Xiao Clan with him was by no means an easy matter.

Even with his generous support, aside from Xiao Yan, even the most talented among them—Xiao Ding and Xiao Yu's generation, or Xiao Ning and Xiao Mei's generation—had only reached the Dou Zun realm.

That was with his provision of resources. If not the best, they were certainly the most suitable, never lacking in any regard. Their monthly resource allotments would not have paled even beside those of an Emperor Clan.

But there had still been too little time, and their foundation was insufficient. That was why he had chosen to attack the Spirit Clan first. Who told them to be weak enough?

Knock, knock—

Just as he and Ya Fei finished speaking, a deep male voice sounded from outside. "Lord Wujiu, Young Master Xiao Yan and Yao Chen have arrived. Where would you