Yun Yun's Shock and the Broken Engagement

"He's Xiao Yan?" Nalan Yanran murmured, watching the figure step slowly out of the spatial rift.

Her memories of Xiao Yan went back to when they were very young. He had been a little boy with childish features, cute but always possessed of a calm beyond his years.

Seeing Xiao Yan again now left her momentarily dazed.

He was tall, with a handsome, open face and neat robes. Even standing still, he radiated an easy confidence that made him impossible to ignore.

Nalan Yanran had met many promising young men in the imperial capital, yet beside the young man before her, every one of them seemed to pale.

While Nalan Yanran was lost in thought, the reception hall had already erupted.

The three of them had arrived by tearing through space. It was so astonishing that no one present had ever seen—or even heard of—anything like it.

Though the Xiao Clan was no longer what it once had been, it remained tucked away in its corner of the world. The strongest people its younger members had seen were Dou Emperors like Hai Bodong and Yun Yun.

As for those above the Dou Emperor level, even rumors were scarce.

Still, there were people in the hall who had seen more of the world, including Xun'er and Yun Yun.

Xun'er's eyes shone with delight. Yun Yun, meanwhile, was overwhelmed by shock.

She knew that anyone capable of tearing space apart had to be a High-Rank Dou Zong at the very least.

Experts like that were vanishingly rare across the entire Northwest Continent, yet one had appeared in the Xiao Clan.

Her gaze first landed on Yao Tianhuo. Then her pupils contracted sharply: that unfathomable High-Rank Dou Zong stood behind Xiao Yan with his hands at his sides, every bit like a guard.