Longdu!
The Eight Great Clans!
When those words came from Sun Xiaochuan's mouth...
Yue Xiaofei's gaze remained calm. He barely reacted at all.
Behind him, however, Xu Wenqiang froze on the spot as though a bolt of Nine Heavens Thunderbolts had struck him squarely on the head!
Within a single second, all the color drained from his face, leaving him paler than a corpse!
His eyes, which had just been blazing with worship and fervor at the Dragon Head's might, now held nothing but boundless terror rising from the depths of his soul!
"The... the Eight Great Clans..."
Xu Wenqiang's lips trembled, his teeth chattering audibly, as though every ounce of strength had suddenly been drained from his body.
Yue Xiaofei noticed his wildly abnormal reaction.
"The Eight Great Clans? What's their background?"
"Are they like Modu's Ten Great Golden Families?"
As far as he was concerned, Modu's Ten Great Golden Families already represented the pinnacle of power and wealth that ordinary people could ever encounter.
Yet Xu Wenqiang reacted to that remark like a cat whose tail had been stepped on!
"No! Not at all!"
"Dragon Head! You must never say that!"
Xu Wenqiang's voice shook, verging on tears!
"Modu's Ten Great Golden Families are, bluntly put, just a bunch of nouveau riche with a little filthy money! They... they aren't even... even worthy of carrying the Eight Great Clans' shoes!"
"Those clans truly stand at the very summit of our Dragon Kingdom!"
Xu Wenqiang lowered his voice almost to nothing, as though afraid some unseen presence might overhear him.
He leaned closer to Yue Xiaofei and, in a near whisper, uttered those eight almost forbidden surnames one by one.
"Dragon Head, remember these names. The eight clans are Long, Cloud, Flower, Ye, Zhao, Yan, Yi, and Cao!"
"There's