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What a joke!
The masked man Yan'er had called Yun Leng was a Dou Wang.
His purpose in coming to the Xiao Clan had already been laid bare: he wanted to wipe them out.
By dealing with him, Zhou Changqing had saved the Xiao Clan!
For a debt like that, forget one front courtyard-even if Zhou Changqing demolished the entire Xiao Clan estate, Xiao Zhan would have to stand beside him and shout, "Well demolished!"
Besides, Zhou Changqing defeating the man so effortlessly meant his strength had already surpassed anything Xiao Zhan could imagine. He was even stronger than Xiao Zhan's father, Xiao Lin.
Xiao Zhan would have to have a screw loose to utter a single word of blame toward someone that powerful.
"Glad you don't blame me, Uncle Xiao. Hehe, that saved me a hefty sum." Zhou Changqing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as he joked.
Xiao Zhan shook his head in amusement, then put away his smile and looked solemnly at Xiao Yan before him. "Yan'er, what exactly happened?"
"Father, it's a long story..."
Since his father had asked, Xiao Yan held nothing back and explained what had happened.
The more he spoke, the colder his expression became, and his gaze toward the ruined main hall grew utterly icy!
The more Xiao Zhan heard, the tighter his brows drew together, his expression turning exceedingly grave.
A behemoth like the Misty Cloud Sect was not something the Xiao Clan could afford to provoke.
The Xiao Clan's First Elder and Second Elder, meanwhile, burned with towering fury as they listened and immediately began cursing.
"Fuck the Misty Cloud Sect's First Elder! Shameless bastard!"
"Fuck his mother!"
Xiao Zhan did not stop the two elders' furious curses. Instead, he calmly considered how the Xiao Clan should handle