Xiao Yan's heart was filled with complicated emotions upon hearing Gu Qingyang's explanation. From the information his eldest brother had told him, the Ancient Clan had not initially treated the Xiao Clan particularly harshly. But after news of his death arrived, everything changed. The Ancient Clan's cold-blooded nature was plain to see. Those with talent and strength were surrounded like stars around the moon; those without them did not deserve to exist.
"You may be wondering why, despite my bloodline concentration being lower than Xun Er's, her strength is still inferior to mine."
"Because of you!" Gu Qingyang suddenly said, staring at Xiao Yan with blazing eyes. There was even undisguised reproach in his gaze.
"Because of me?"
Xiao Yan frowned. A vague guess had already formed in his mind, and an unsettling feeling suddenly rose within him.
"That's right! Because of you!" Gu Qingyang's previously steady tone became somewhat agitated.
Gu Qingyang took a deep breath, wanting to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart, but he could not manage it no matter what.
"The news of your death at the Pill Tower had too great an impact. It did not take long before Xun Er learned of it. It dealt her far too heavy a blow. The Xun Er who was usually calm and independent seemed to lose her very soul at that time..."
"What did Xun Er do?" Although Xiao Yan could guess part of it, his heartstrings were still violently tugged.
"What did she do?" Gu Qingyang repeated before saying, "She immediately rushed to the Ancestral Shrine's main hall and, as the Ancient Clan's young lady, forcibly demanded the deployment of at least five Dou Sheng-level elders! What did she intend to do? Xiao Yan, could you really not guess?"
Of course Xiao Yan could guess.