With the matter settled, the atmosphere in the reception hall eased considerably.
Yun Yun breathed a quiet sigh of relief. The worry that had weighed on her for so long finally lifted.
Her disciple's engagement had been resolved without offending the Xiao Clan. She could hardly have hoped for a better outcome.
As the conversation continued, Xiao Zhan, Ya Fei, and the others gradually noticed that Yun Yun's tone had grown more courteous and her manner more humble.
Xiao Zhan understood why. The Misty Cloud Sect Master, a Dou Huang expert, would only lower herself like this because of his son, Xiao Yan.
At the thought, the old father felt a surge of pride he could not suppress.
With nothing left for him to do, Xiao Yan lounged back in his chair and began trading flirtatious glances with Xun'er and Xiao Yi Xian.
He teased the two girls until their faces burned red and they shot him looks of mingled embarrassment and annoyance.
Even as he flirted with his two girlfriends, Xiao Yan glanced over the Misty Cloud Sect's party. His brows shifted almost imperceptibly.
Hidden among them was an aura that stirred an instinctive disgust in him.
"Teacher, did you sense that?" he asked inwardly.
"Mm... It seems to be the work of those Soul Hall bastards. I didn't expect those beasts to have reached the Northwest Continent already." There was a note of unexpected gravity in Yao Lao's voice.
With Yao Lao's suspicions confirmed, Xiao Yan sneered inwardly. Soul Hall infiltrated the Misty Cloud Sect this early? They certainly moved fast.
"Brat, you know what they're planning?" Knowing what Xiao Yan was capable of, Yao Lao pressed him for answers.
Xiao Yan gave a slight nod. "Soul Hall lured Yun Shan, the Misty Cloud Sect's former master, with