Just then, an elderly man clad in silver-white robes appeared before them. Golden wings emerged from his back, suspending him in midair.
"Xiao Clan Head Xiao Zhan, what brings you here? Feel free to speak plainly. If it is within my power, I will certainly not refuse!"
Xiao Zhan turned back to look at Xiao Yao, who was still cultivating, and hesitated inwardly.
Just then, Xiao Yao slowly opened his eyes. A glint flashed through them, and the aura around him became even more steady and profound.
Xiao Yao rose to his feet, walked to Xiao Zhan's side, and looked at Jia Xing Tian ahead of him. He slowly said, "You are Jia Xing Tian of the Jia Ma Empire? This Venerable has come here for only one matter."
"This Venerable?" Jia Xing Tian's heart tightened at those words. He stared intently at Xiao Yao. Though the young man looked so refined and youthful, the faint aura he emitted made Jia Xing Tian feel palpitations and oppression.
Although he wore a faint smile, he was secretly on guard. The Xiao Clan had made such a grand show of force and traveled all this way for a single matter. What could it possibly be? Hopefully, it was not what he feared.
Just as Jia Xing Tian was about to speak, a soft, bell-like voice rang out from the crowd below.
"Hmph, Xiao Yan, what exactly have you come here for with such a grand display?"
Everyone turned toward the voice and saw two women in purple gowns adorned with silver patterns step gracefully out from the guards.
One of them was a rather petite young girl. Her delicate brows lifted slightly, and curiosity and scrutiny filled her eyes as she stared directly at Xiao Yao. Her cry of "Xiao Yan" immediately