"Traitor... good riddance."
White Amon, who had remained silent all this time, sat blankly to one side with a teacup in his hands, suddenly spoke.
Xiao Zhan's mouth twitched... This Amon was as stubborn as a child. Once he set his mind on something, nothing anyone said could change his attitude.
When Xiao Meng had just died, Xiao Zhan had also been deeply saddened. Yet White Amon had happily shared his joy, only short of singing and dancing.
Yao Chen shook his head with a laugh of helplessness and said soothingly, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. After all these years, don't you know what he's like?"
Xiao Zhan took several deep breaths, calming the anger in his heart.
Just then, White Amon looked over with his innocent gaze.
"You're angry? Why are you angry? Regarding that traitor's death, you have your attitude, and I have my stance...
"You can be sad in your way, and I can be happy in mine... I can understand your sadness, but you seem unable to understand my happiness..."
White Amon's dazed eyes seemed filled with confusion.
Don't get angry, don't get angry... There's nothing worth getting angry about with this idiot...
A vein throbbed on Xiao Zhan's forehead, and the fury he had struggled to suppress surged back up.
Although he knew White Amon did not mean it, that expression of his always made it seem as though he were mocking him!
White Amon paid no heed to the fluctuations in Xiao Zhan's mood and slowly said, "There's no need to worry about Xiao Yan. He's doing very well now... Decades ago, when he could vaguely sense the Firmament Ranking, the clan leader had already given him that traitor's True Spirit. Right now, he is more hopeful than ever."
"True Spirit... Does Xiao