Xiao Yan's gaze turned increasingly cold when he saw Tang Qiying step out. "How did you end up here?"
Tang Qiying casually spun his dagger around his fingers. The poisoned blade was exceptionally dangerous, yet it was Tang Qiying's favorite plaything. He looked at Xiao Yan with the teasing amusement of a cat toying with a mouse. "Naturally, I followed you here."
Xiao Yan knew that after the bloody battle during the day, he could probably wield less than half of his peak strength. Xiao Yi Xian was in even worse condition, and she absolutely could not use her Dou Qi now. The two of them were no match for Tang Qiying. Within the Heavenly Luan Clan, no one—not even Mu Qingluan—had ever doubted Tang Qiying's strength. Sensing Tang Qiying's undisguised killing intent, Xiao Yan threatened, "You dared come here. Aren't you afraid someone will find you soon?"
Hearing this, Tang Qiying laughed loudly as though he had heard the funniest joke imaginable. "Hahahaha! You're waiting for those old geezers from the Heavenly Luan Clan, aren't you? They can barely save themselves right now!"
Tang Qiying looked beyond the mountain range with an intoxicated expression. Xiao Yan had no way of sensing it, but Tang Qiying knew that the people of the Heavenly Luan Clan had already confronted the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan. It was only a matter of time before they began fighting.
Tang Qiying slowly said as he looked at Xiao Yan, "Do you know? I even had a special method of contacting the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan. It was supposed to be the foundation for me to lead the Heavenly Luan Clan in overthrowing the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan someday. But because of your appearance, I can only send those old geezers of the Heavenly Luan Clan