"Heh heh. I'm Xun Er's father. You should understand now..." Before Xiao Yao could speak, the middle-aged man chuckled softly.
"Xun Er... Father?" Xiao Yao's pupils suddenly contracted, unable to conceal the shock in his heart.
He finally understood where that sense of familiarity came from—Xun Er's cool, sharp features were seventy percent similar to the man before him.
At that moment, the middle-aged man looked at Xiao Yao with a complicated expression. He had the distinct feeling of a middle-aged father whose precious daughter had been whisked away by some immature brat, and the thought left a sour feeling in his heart.
Suppressing his emotions, the middle-aged man's tone returned to calm as he slowly said, "My name is Gu Yuan. I saw everything that happened just now, including the scene where you defeated Gu Yao."
Xiao Yao's heart tightened at those words.
He had not expected Xun Er's father to come in person. Could he possibly have come specifically for him? That seemed unlikely.
Steadying himself, Xiao Yao cupped his hands and said gravely, "Junior Xiao Yao greets Clan Chief Gu Yuan."
Gu Yuan frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on Xiao Yao's face. Those eyes were as deep as an abyss, as though they could see through the human heart.
After a moment, he slowly spoke. "A Five-Star Dou Zun? That strength is far too weak..."
As his words fell, even the surrounding air seemed to congeal.
Xiao Yao looked at Gu Yuan with a dark expression, grumbling inwardly. He had cultivated for barely over a decade, yet he had already reached the level of a Five-Star Dou Zun. Among his peers, that made him an exceptional genius.
Yet in the eyes of the Ancient Clan's chief, who had lived for who knew how many years, he was