Yuan Siyuan's expression turned icy. An invisible surge of air spread outward, stirring the hem of his robe.
"Zhang Yuanrang, do you think I wouldn't dare attack you? Or are you a little too confident in the person behind you?"
Yuan Siyuan asked. This was also the question weighing on his mind.
Just who was the person backing Zhang Yuanrang, and where had he come from?
Though Azure City had developed over the years, it was still a place of exile. Powerful experts rarely passed through, unless the sects came here to recruit disciples.
But as far as they knew, although the sects' recruitment season was fast approaching, those lofty sect disciples would never come to this city early.
Even if they did, the Yuan Family, with its close ties to the sects, would not have heard nothing about it. Those sects would certainly not attack them, either.
Yuan Sheng, the eldest son of the current Yuan Family Head, was a disciple of a nearby sect.
Behind Yuan Siyuan, more than a dozen disciples followed obediently, but every pair of eyes fixed on Zhang Yuanrang was filled with malice.
"Yuan Siyuan, that senior was strong enough to kill your noble second young master, Yuan Chang, with ease. Doesn't that make him worthy of my trust?"
With a smile, Zhang Yuanrang tore open one of the Yuan Family's wounds.
"You should know Yuan Chang's strength very well. So can your Yuan Family afford to provoke someone who could kill him so easily?"
Zhang Yuanrang's words drew no reaction from Yuan Siyuan, but they enraged the family disciples behind him.
"What are you saying?"
"You're a useless piece of trash, an ordinary man! You killed our Yuan Family's second young master, yet you still dare say such things!"
**"Our Yuan Family is