Guo Tao paused for a moment, then added.
"Today, Yi Wen deliberately tested him with her words and humiliated him to his face. Extreme Yin dared to be angry but not speak out. After receiving the Qi Gathering Pill, he was even deeply grateful. It is clear that he is timid as a mouse and utterly spineless. There is no need for excessive concern."
Hearing this, Yan Zhengping's tightly furrowed brow gradually relaxed, and he nodded in agreement.
"What you say makes some sense, but we must not let down our guard. When faced with Yi Wen's humiliation, Extreme Yin did not so much as change expression. His composure is quite good. Other cultivators of fifteen or sixteen, faced with such humiliation, would at the very least turn red with shame, even if they did not fly into a rage."
At that moment, a burly man in the room spoke in a deep, muffled voice.
"Big Brother, you worry too much. On Yan Family territory, would a brat at the third level of Qi Refining dare fly into a rage? If you are truly worried, why not go all the way and kill the brat outright? Then there will be no risk whatsoever of the Seven-Colored Grass secret being exposed."
Yan Zhengping stared darkly at his third brother. He greatly disliked this brother of his, who possessed considerable strength but seemed to have trained his body until his brain was nothing but muscle, leaving him with scarcely any sense.
"Foolish. Extreme Yin is still young and weak, which makes him easy to fool. Killing him might instead draw the Corpse Demon Sect's attention, only increasing the risk of the Seven-Colored Grass secret being exposed."
After lecturing his third brother, Yan Zhengping turned his gaze to Guo Tao.
"Little Tao, you